Please Don't Hurt Me Daddy Negan

Chapter 2: Predictable

He pulled away from kissing. "How old are you?" He asked. "I'm-" I started to say but he cut me off. "Never mind it really doesn't matter." He said and tried to kiss me again but I backed away. "17" I told him. His eyes widened for a second but then he just laughed a little.

"It's a good thing there is no more cops to arrest me then." He said with a big smile. "My dad is a cop." I replied. "Was. Your dad was a cop." He corrected me. He put his hands on my inner thighs. "And a asshole." He added. "So are you." I said with a little too much confidence. He gave my thighs a little squeeze. "I am?" He asked. That made me tense up. I wasn't going to let this go any further.

I bit my lip trying not to smile. I swear he's the devil. He turned his back and looked at the cabinets. "We're gonna need some safety if were gonna have fun." He said then left me to look through the cabinets. "Fun?" I asked. "Fun." He repeated with a chuckle and a huge smile. I looked to the door of the bedroom. I could easily run in and lock it.

"I know I have some in here." He said as he continued not to pay attention to me. I stood up from the table and ran into the bedroom and locked the door as fast as I could. "Good idea! It's more comfortable in there." He said as I heard him walk to the bedroom door. I stood back and watched as he tried to open the door.

I heard his big sigh. "Come onnnnn. That's no fun. I was gonna be gentle." He said. I started looking around the room for anything useful. "Is it because you've never done it before?" He asked in a whisper. I started throwing stuff around to find anything but I had no luck. I wasn't really paying attention to the stupidness coming out of his mouth.

"How come a pretty girl like you has never done something like that before?" He asked. "Negan you don't even know the definition of gentle and I didn't say I've never did...... that." I replied. "I can be gentle. Let me show you." He said softly.

"You want to gently fuck your greatest enemy's daughter?" I asked looking through drawers. He didn't answer for awhile. "Yeah." He finally said. I scoffed. "Revenge is what you want. You wanna tell Rick to his face that you fucked his daughter. That will just piss him off and That's what you want." I told him as I went over or the door.

"It was originally just for the stress but telling Rick that I fucked his daughter is a bonus." He replied. "That's messed up." I muttered. "A lot of things are but we just have to deal with it." He said. "Why are you like this?" I asked. "I don't know I guess I was born this good looking." He replied. I rolled my eyes.

We were silent for a while. I sat down on the edge of the bed. "Why do you think you're on the good side?" He asked. "Because I am. You killed our people." I replied. "You killed my people first. All your dad had to do was to listen. I was being pretty generous." He said.

Again it fell silent. "Open the door. I won't do anything." He said nicely. "No, you're gonna hurt me." I replied. He laughed a little. "I'm not-" he laughed a little more "I'm not going to hurt you." He finished. "Yes you are Negan." I said. "I like it when you say my name." He said quietly.

"I like it when you stay on that side of the door." I said. "I like the feeling of my lips on yours." He said not so quiet this time."Sad you'll never feel that again." I told him. "Never is a long time. How about you open this door so never could be now." He said.

"You're so predictable. I'm gonna opened this door and your going to be standing there with your fucking bat." I said."I bet you're wrong. But you'll never know since you're not going to open the door." He replied. I got up and went to the door. "Remember I'm a gentle guy." He said. I put my hand on the door.

My mind told me no but yet I found myself unlocking the door. I opened it to find him sitting at the front of the door with his legs crossed. He looked up at me with a smile. "I'm not predictable." He said. I turned my back to him and sat back down on the bed.
When I turned back to him he was standing with his damn bat over his shoulder.

He came into the room. "Predictable." I muttered. He smiled and shook his head. Next to the bedside he sat his bat down and then sat on the bed. "You're predictable." He said. "No I'm not. Who else opens the door to a psycho." I replied.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a condom. "The type of person who opens a door to a psycho wants to do the dirty with the psycho." He said then threw the condom on the bed. "But if I'm wrong and you don't want to that's fine too." He added. I smiled and shook my head a bit.

"You're wrong. I don't want to. That's nasty." I told him. He glared at me then took his shoes off. "Fine." He said and just laid on the bed. I was confused. I was almost sure he wasn't gonna take no for an answer. "Fine?" I asked. He shook his head yes. "If that's what you want." He said with a shrug.

I stood up and walked over to his bat. I looked at it and then back at him. He chuckled. "Predictable." He muttered but didn't do a thing. I picked up his bat and traced my fingers over the barbed wires. Yet he still didn't do a thing. I sat the bat back down.

I looked back at him. He had his eyes closed. He was just relaxing. It was weird seeing him so calm for once. I shook my head with a smile. He is a interesting character and I wasn't going to lie he was intriguing. I thought for a second before grabbing the condom off the bed. I bit it and held it in my mouth as I slowly get on the bed then carefully sat down on his stomach.

He opened his eyes and smiled really really big. "Change your mind?" He asked as he sat up. "Well I suppose I can be nasty just this once." I said with a smirk as I was now sitting on his dick. It wasn't completely hard yet but I could still feel it though his pants. He grabbed my chin and made me look in his eyes. "See I'm not predictable." I told him.