Innocence Lost (Negan x OC)

the iron

I couldn't believe what just took place. I felt horrible. I had just betrayed Rick and everyone in Alexandria. I had just betrayed Glenn and Abraham. I had betrayed myself.

I sat on his bed, my heart racing and my breaths were fast. My lips tingled from the recent contact and I brought my hand to my mouth. The only thing that stopped us from going further than kissing was Rick popping into my head. If he ever found out about this, he wouldn't try to get me out anymore. He would treat me as a Savior. He wouldn't think of me the same.

Negan stood up from the bed beside me and walked over to his dresser. He grabbed a long sleeved t-shirt and slipped it on. I felt like such an idiot. I was so flustered and so out of character. I ran my hand through my hair and sighed. I hadn't noticed him slip out of his pajama pants and into a pair of dark grey jeans. I watched him slip on his boots and I tilted my head.

"Where are you-" I started as he walked towards the door, picking up Lucille.

"Down to the main floor." He interrupted me blankly. He just had his tongue down my throat and now he was just leaving? I only ever had one boyfriend in my life. This is how far we had gotten. I stood up and walked towards him. He turned to me and looked me in the eyes. I crossed my arms.

"That's it? I've barely talked to you at all in a month and a half, I show up here, basically give myself to you for god knows what reason, and you are just leaving?" I huffed. He didn't respond and I shook my head.

"This was a mistake." I said, walking past him and to the door. Before my hand could reach the door handle, his hand was on my wrist. He turned me around and I gasped. He pulled me to his chest and I bumped into him. His hand cupped my cheek and he slowly brought his mouth down to mine. His other hand dropped Lucille to the ground and snaked around my waist. It was a soft kiss like before. It wasn't hurried or fast. My eyes fluttered shut and he smiled against my mouth.

"Or not." I said between the kiss. His body vibrated with a chuckle and I pulled away.

"Oh shit, sorry baby, I got distracted." He said, picking Lucille up off the ground. No matter how many times I looked at the barbed wire, I could never get that night from my head. And here I was, making out with the culprit of all the anguish experienced. I would be lying if I said that it wasn't the hottest shit I have experienced, but I knew it couldn't happen again. I imagined Rick kicking the door off it's hinges and shitting his pants at the sight of Negan plowing me on his bed. It would probably lead to that if I wasn't careful.

After he picked the bat up off the ground, he started towards the door and I followed. I needed to talk to someone to get my mind off what had just happened. Did Dr. Carson double as a therapist?

I knew that whatever happened between us was nothing to him. I just had to convince myself it was nothing to me, too. I scowled as I remembered one of his wives coming out of his room before. Oh my god, I was so dumb. Of course this would mean nothing. Why would I think it would? He had 5 wives that he screwed on the daily without feelings. He was probably the best at not developing feelings. I shoved my hands in my jacket pockets as he grabbed his leather jacket from a chair and slipped it on. He turned to me and looked at me with excitement.

"Make sure you're down in the main room in 10 minutes. It's almost ready." He said, rubbing his hands together. I tilted my head and searched his face with my eyes.

"What's almost ready?" I said, pulling my hair into a high ponytail.

"The iron."

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I went back to my room swiftly before walking down to the main room. I had no clue what the iron was, or what it meant. When I asked Negan about it, he just grinned and walked out the door.