Negan Drabbles / Short Stories

You're Cute When You're Angry

"You're cute when you're angry."

"Fuck off. Just fuck off Negan. You knew how important tonight was. Why couldn't you just leave your fucking smart ass attitude at home?! Huh?!"

"Look, I'm sorry okay. But your boss is a prick. He winds me the fuck up. I don't know why you don't just quit!"

"Now is not the time Negan. I'm pissed at you. Just leave me alone." You walked into your bathroom and closed the door. Why does he always have to be such a wise ass? Tonight had been going well, and you'd spoken to some really great prospective clients. Your boss Rick was singing your praises to them, when your cocky, ass of a husband had opened his big obnoxious mouth and started belittling Rick. Which obviously resulted in Rick being just as childish, trying to get one over on Negan. I don't know why they don't just get it over with and compare cock sizes. Negan would win. No question. The man was blessed in that area.

You couldn't help picturing his beautiful manhood, long and thick even when he wasn't aroused, causing the usual tingle between your thighs. How, after all this time, did your husband still turn you on so much? Especially when barely a few minutes ago he was being an ass and making you mad.

Feeling horny, you stood in front of the mirror and started undressing to take a shower. As you removed your bra, you watched as your nipples hardened under your own gaze. Cupping your breasts, you gently kneaded them, brushing your thumbs over your nipples, letting a soft moan slip from your lips. Biting down on your bottom lip, you pushed your panties down over your hips and brought the fingers of one hand to your heat. The throbbing was intense now, and you rubbed circles on your clit with your finger, moaning as you did so.

"Baby, what're you doing in there?" Negan's deep voice came from right outside the door. "It sounds like you're having fun, sweetheart. How 'bout I come and join you?"

"Oh, you don't get to touch me yet. I'm still mad at you. But I'm horny, so I'm giving myself a little treat."

"Oh god, baby. I love it when you touch yourself. Can't I at least come in and watch?"

"No. Aaahhh, mmmmm." You moaned loudly, picturing Negan taking his thick cock in his hand. Stroking up and down the full length. God you loved his cock. And he was so good with it. Touching you in all the right places. He reached inside you deeper than anyone had before, and memories playing in your head were bringing you real close to your release. "Oh, Negan!" You moaned, desperate to hear his voice again. His deep voice, moaning in pleasure was one of your favourite sounds. It reverberated through you, making you tingle in all the best places, heightening your pleasure every single time.

"Oh, baby. I hear you. That's real good isn't it. Your beautiful hands making you feel good? You're close right?"

"Mmhhhmmm." You mumbled, struggling to form words.

"That's it sweetheart. Fuck, I'm so hard listening to you. Ah, god, I wanna taste you. Lick that sweet pussy, make you scream my name! Oh, fuck! I'm gonna blow! Ah! Come with me baby!"

His words pushed you over the edge. With your fingers rubbing violently on your clit, your orgasm tore through you, as Negan's name burst from your lips. You heard Negan growl as the aftershocks of your orgasm subsided. God I love that sound!

"Jesus baby. I didn't know I could have so much fun without touching or seeing you! That. Was fucking incredible. But I think there might be some come on the wall...."

Ugh.