Negan & Reader Short Stories

A Close Shave

Prompt by @AestheticWallflower

"C'mon Negan please!", you begged him as he began walking away from you.

"Any other time I would be fuckin' hard as stone hearin' you beg me, but my man bush is stayin' and that's that", Negan scratched his beard with a smirk.

"Pretty please", you said as innocently as you could.

"Nope!", Negan quickened his pace so his brain couldn't have a chance to change it's mind.

You started doing your daily chores before quickly growing bored and disappearing in search of Negan.

"Negan...", you drawled as you approached him on the elevated floor.

"Shouldn't you be workin'", he greeted you with a brief kiss.

"Probably", you shrugged as you leaned back against the railing. The metal creaked and you stumbled lightly, Negan instantly grabbed your arm, pulling you out of harms way. "Holy fuck", you cursed as you caught your balance and stepped away from the edge.

"Doll you really need to stop falling for me", Negan teased, "see if you had been workin' you wouldn't have nearly died", he wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you close.

"Well if you weren't up here then I wouldn't have come up here either. But you're always more than welcome to punish me for my poor work ethic", you pecked his lips.

"I just might", he grinned, "perhaps I'll keep my beard for a little longer".

"Nooo!", you whined as you pushed his chest away.

"How about if you get back to work I might reconsider?", he smirked slyly and you rolled your eyes.

"Fine", you sighed as Negan let go of your waist.

"I'll see you later babygirl", he winked as you headed back to work downstairs.

Later that evening as you finished your daily tasks Negan walked with you back to your shared bedroom.

"Y'know it'll grow back within a week so why won't you shave it off?", you couldn't help bringing it up after pondering on it over the rest of your shift.

"We don't have any razors", Negan lied.

"Bullshit. We have loads", you mocked.

"Well how about this, if you really, really want this gone then make me an offer I can't refuse", a sly smirk landed on his lips.

"If I told you, wouldn't that spoil half the fun?", you smirked back.

"Well?", he grinned.

"I'm keeping it a surprise", you shrugged as you both made it to your bedroom. Negan headed into the bathroom and retrieved a small wash bag, holding it out for you.

"Where do you want me?", he kissed your cheek softly.

"Sit on the edge of the bed", you told him as you began taking off your clothes.

"Thought you were gonna-", he was cut off by your lips as you straddled his lap and kissed him.

"Well I want this to be fun for you", you smiled as Negan's hands cupped your bra-clad breasts.

"Fuck you know me so fuckin' well", he kissed you again before you pushed him away lightly so you could start applying shaving cream to his cheeks. His gaze was soft as he kept it locked on your eyes.

In truth he was growing tired of his beard but he had been growing it since the outbreak and didn't see the need to shave anymore. His stubborn streak proving to be one of his stronger traits as he refused to spend the time to even trim it.

"You're gonna have to stay real still or I'll end up slitting your throat", you warned as you pulled the cut-throat razor from the wash bag, "and I really don't want to do that".

"It's alright doll. I trust you", he smiled gently as his hands rested on the top of your spread thighs, his fingers hooked under your panties to touch the sensitive skin over your hip bones.

"Don't distract me", you kissed his forehead before unfolding the razor. "I think I'm doing this right", you mumble to yourself as you lightly ran the razor down his cheek.

"Go against the grain, always against the grain", Negan guided your hand before letting you have free rein again. The room was silent as you continued to shave off his overgrown man bush.

Negan tilted his neck to help you get the best angles without catching his skin. You were extra careful as you went back to shave off the strays hairs you had missed first time around.

"You done?", Negan asked as you wiped the razor on the small hand cloth in the wash bag.

"Yep", you got up off his lap as he went to the bathroom to wash off the shaving cream smears.

"I've gotta say doll, I'm impressed. Not even one cut", he grinned as he tilted his face in front of the mirror.

"I'm insulted", you say with mock disgust, "were you expecting me to go full Sweeny Todd or something?".

"I'm just playin' with you doll", he appeared from the bathroom, "now lay back and let me give you your reward". He had stripped down to his boxers in the bathroom and you couldn't deny the pooling heat in your thin panties.

"Fuck Negan", you whimpered lightly at the sight as he came over to you, his boxers tenting at the front as he kissed you deeply. Your hands cupped his smooth cheeks as he lightly pushed you down onto your back, your legs eagerly wrapping around his lower back.

He reached between you both to tug down both of your underwear. His lips trailed to your neck as he pushed the tip of his cock inside you.

"More", you urged as you rolled your hips. Negan never had to be told twice as he filled you to the hilt with a grunt.

"Fuck", he said gruffly against your pulse spot as he began making love to you.

Your grip tightened on the bed covers beneath you as your pleasure began to build. He took hold of your wrists and pinned them above your head as he rocked inside you.

"I'm close babygirl", he slowed his speed down as he was perilously close to his peak.

"Me too", you cupped his face and brought it to your own as you kissed him deeply.

You both came in a flurry of staggered breathes as he painted your stomach in his seed. Negan used his discarded boxers to clean your stomach before throwing it in the laundry bin and laying down beside you.

"I love you", you smiled as you caught your breath back.

"You just love my cock", he smirked as he kissed you again.

"I'll have you know that I love what it's attached to as well", you smiled as you cupped his smooth cheeks.

He chuckled lightly at your words before taking hold of your left hand and kissing the spot where he wished he could place a ring.

"I love you too sweetheart", he smiled fondly before pulling you in for another kiss.