This Is How I Disappear (Negan/OFC)

Chapter 9

--- Negan's POV ---

Fuck. That feels good.

I open my eyes and see Chuck's face right in front of mine lazily bobbing up and down in my field of vision.

"Chuck. What the fuck are you doing?"

"Don't you want this?"

She pulls back from my face to sit up and I see that she's completely fuckin' naked. And sitting on my dick. And my dick is very much inside her.

"Fuck yes, I want this." I slide my hands up her soft thighs, past her hips, and up her smooth sides to squeeze her fucking perfect tits.

She starts to slowly grind on my dick as she runs her fingers softly up and down my stomach and it feels so fucking good. I can tell that I'm not gonna last very long, but I don't really fuckin' care right now.

"Fuck, baby. You're so perfect."

She bends her body down to mine and I bring my arm around her to squeeze her into me hard. Like I can't get close enough to her.

"Negan," she whispers in my ear.

"Shit. I'm close, Chuck." I lazily start to thrust my hips into her. She's not moving enough for me.

"Negan..."

"Don't fuckin' stop." She's so warm. And tight. Fuckin' perfect.

"Negan."

"Fuck. I'm gonna cum."

"Negan! Wake up!"

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"Wake up, Negan!" Chuck yells as she shakes Negan's face with her free left hand.

Negan has her pinned to him chest to chest, his left arm around her back with his hand grasping her left shoulder. "What? What the fuck? Is something wrong?" Negan blurts out, half asleep. He lets go of Chuck and sits up a little bit in the bed.

"You tell me. You were squeezing me. It kinda hurt. I think you were having a nightmare."

"Fuck," he breathes out as he rubs his face and sits up fully. He turns away from Chuck and swings his legs over the side of the bed, resting his elbows on his knees and cradling his head.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry I made fun of you earlier about not sleeping. I didn't know you had nightmares, too," Chuck says genuinely.

"I wasn't having a fucking nightmare, Chuck."

"I think you were. You were definitely dreaming. You were moving around and making noises..." she says innocently.

"But it wasn't a nightmare."

"What?" Chuck is confused as to why he won't admit it. Then it hits her. "Oh! Oh my god, Negan!" She sits up fully as quickly as she can given her still healing injury. "Were you having a sex," she harshly whispers the word as if other people might hear it, "dream?! With me in the same bed?!"

"Looks like it." His tone is almost like he's embarrassed.

"Oh my god. That's... hilarious!" She starts to laugh uncontrollably, clutching onto her left side as the motion pulls at her stitches.

"What the fuck?" Negan looks back at Chuck like she's a crazy person. "You think this is fuckin' funny?"

"Isn't it?" She manages to say after her laughter dies down. "Why are you having sex dreams, anyway? Don't you get enough from the wives?" she quips as she grips her sore side.