Incarceration

Beauty Is In The Eye Of The Beholder

Warning!: Adult themes ahead.

"My breasts" she replied.

"Why?" He asked, cupping her face gently as he looked into her eyes.

"Because they are too small" she stated, as though the answer was obvious. Men loved huge tits right?

"Not from where I'm standing Sweetheart" he smiled. "They look fucking perfect to me" he said as he slowly began to run his fingers down towards her chest. His digits danced along the sides of her breasts making her skin break out in goosebumps. Gently Negan cupped her breasts in his large hands, kneading them lightly, enjoying the small moan that escaped her lips. "They are perfect" Negan smiled. "A perfect handful... any more would just be a waste" he grinned making her giggle a little. "And look at those pretty pink little nipples" he grinned before leaning down and placing his mouth over one, lavishing it with his warm wet tongue, before moving his attention the other.

"Shit... Negan" Aurora moaned as she felt the slow smouldering heat in her core become a raging inferno.

"You like that huh Sweetheart?" He grinned.

"Yes..." she whispered.

"Good. If you ever start to think that these are anything less than perfect, you remember how God damn perfect they feel with my mouth on them" he smiled devilishly.

Dropping to his knees he ran his hands further down her body until he reached the top of her pants. Slowly he undid the button and pulled down the zipper before sliding them down her legs as he caressed her thighs. As he reached her feet she stepped out of her pants and kicked them off to the side.  Sliding his hands back up he admired the ink the started mid way up her left thigh and up over her hip to join up to the tattoo he had admired moments before. 'So that's how far it went down' he thought to himself.

Negan couldn't help but notice the way she shuffled her feet almost uncomfortably as he hovered near her legs.

"What is it Sweetheart?" He asked.

"Nothing, it's stupid" she sighed.

"Talk to me babygirl" he almost pleaded.

"I don't like my legs... I never have, they're too short and my thighs are too fat".

"Why do you think that? Because you don't look like an anorexic super model walking around on fucking toothpicks? Sweetheart your legs are sexy as fuck. I can even see the definition in your muscles" he smiled as he traced over her athletic calves and thigh muscles with his fingertips. "You are beautiful and strong Aurora. Why would you want to look like those scrawny bitches they used to put in magazines? They got nothing on you Sweetheart" he smiled lovingly. "You're 100% real. And 1000% beautiful".

"Sweet talker" she mumbled as she laughed a little. "There's no such thing as 1000%".

"Yes there is because I said so... so shut up and take the compliment" he countered with a low chuckle. "I mean every fucking word Rori" he reassured her.

Reaching out he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her simple black and pink cotton panties before looking at her for permission. Giving him a shy smile she just nodded for him to continue. Just as he did before he slid the fabric down her legs and helped her out of them. Running his hands back up the length of her legs he gently cupped her ass and brought her closer to him kissing her stomach just below her bellybutton, making her tremble beneath him.

"I don't want you to ever feel fucking shy, or fat, or ugly, or hate your body Sweetheart. In my eyes you are absolutely perfect" he smiled up at her. Slowly he trailed soft kisses down her stomach and over her smooth mound before he pecked delightfully at the sensitive spot between her legs, making her jerk in a mixture of surprise and pleasure.

Standing up he looked down at her as they stood mere inches apart. She could feel the heat radiating from his body and watched the way his eyes darkened with lust as they roamed over her. The way he looked at her, like she was the only thing in the world that mattered to him, it gave her confidence in herself.

Grabbing his hand she pulled him into the shower, her hands resting on the soft fluff of his chest hair as the water fell in warm droplets on their skin. Aurora took her time carefully soaping him all over, enjoying the feel of his hard muscles beneath her hands. She couldn't help but notice how tanned his skin looked compared to her almost porcelain complexion.

"Kneel down" she instructed, and he wordlessly did as he was told. She gently massaged shampoo into his scalp before rinsing it off and pulling him to stand with her once more.

"You're not gonna soap my package?" He teased and she gave him a shy smile. "Don't be scared Sweetheart. Don't tell me you haven't seen a dick before?" He teased with his eyebrow cocked.

"I've seen a few" she replied. "Just none like this" She replied a little nervously.

"Like what Babygirl?"

"None as impressive" she smiled as she bit her lip and he smirked in response. "And none that belonged to someone who really mattered to me".

"If you think it looks impressive... wait until I show you what I can do with it" Negan chuckled devilishly.

"You're such a tease".

"Yeah I am... but you know damn well I will fucking deliver on that" he grinned.

After washing his package to save Aurora turning the shade of a beetroot, he then soaped her entire body. Committing to memory every curve, every scar, every freckle and every tattoo that graced her beautiful body. She had never received so much careful attention from a man before and it turned her on to no end. He helped her shampoo and condition her hair, and the feel of his long fingers raking through her hair and massaging her scalp was damn near orgasmic. The heat between her legs had grown ten fold and she felt like she could explode at any minute. She was dying for more.

As he rinsed the last of the conditioner from her hair she looked at him with a shy kind of smile as she bit on her lower lip.

"Fuck you look adorable when you do that. What are you thinking about Rori?"

"How much having your hands on my body turns me on" she confessed.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah"

"Are you wet for me Babygirl?"

"Why don't you come see for yourself?" She grinned mischievously as she parted her legs ever so slightly.

"Mmm yes please" he chuckled as he slid his hand down her belly and over her mound as he kissed her lips, slowly and torturously making his way lower and lower until his finger slid through her slick folds to find her entrance dripping wet for him. "Oh Jesus fucking Christ..." he groaned. "Sweetheart you are fucking soaked. I really do turn you on huh?".

"So much... your voice... it's so deep and gravelly, it sends rumbling vibrations through my whole body. And when you touch me, the sensation is almost overwhelming. I could damn near come from that alone" she grinned.

"Really?" He smiled as he teased her entrance with the tip of his finger making her squirm against him.

"Ahuh..." Aurora replied in a breathy kind of moan.

"Well Babygirl, I take that as a challenge" he grinned devilishly.

"Do you now?" She giggled as his hands roamed her body.

"Damn right. You just let me take care of you Rori... this has been a long time coming Sweetheart. I want to hear my name pass those pretty lips of yours" he grinned. "Fuck how I have dreamed about this".

"You dreamed about me?"

"Fuck yes. Every damn night Sweetheart. I wanted you so bad... and now look. Here you are, right in front of me offering me your beautiful body. I am one lucky mother fucker" Negan smiled. "Brace yourself Rori... you are in for a treat".