Remember Me

Can I Kiss You?

They sat in silence, and Rick wondered if Arat and Simon were outside listening. 

"Hey Rick?" Negan's voice was gravelly, and it sent a chill down Rick's spine. Rick looked at him, his heart racing.

"What's up?" Rick asked gently.

"Can I um... can I kiss you?" Negan questioned, his voice low. The question took Rick by surprise, but his breath caught in his throat. 

"What?" Rick said softly, in disbelief. Negan looked at him, eyes wide and scared.

"No, wait, never mind. That was a stupid question." Negan stumbled over his words, but Rick grabbed his face gently, kissing him for the first time in ages. It felt so right. Everything about it, his lips on Negan's, how Negan's breath caught when Rick kissed him. Rick's anxiety melted away as he found his hand going down to Negan's waist, slipping under the jacket but staying above the shirt. Negan was the one to pull away, panting softly as he blinked at Rick.

"You alright?" Rick questioned, his face mere inches from Negan's. Negan didn't answer right away, his eyes flicking from Rick's eyes to his lips. 

"Um... yeah." Negan mumbled, and Rick cupped his face gently.

"Negan. Was that okay?" Rick asked more firmly, and Negan nodded.

"Yeah. Just surprised me... I don't know, I would've thought you'd have moved on.." Negan turned away, getting his face out of Rick's grasp and looking at the carpet.

"Negan." Rick said sharply. Negan didn't answer, wiping his face again.

"Negan." Rick repeated, and grabbed his face, careful not to hurt him, and turned his head.

"I didn't move on. I couldn't." Rick admitted, and there was a beat of silence. And then Negan was kissing him again, hands gripping Rick's shirt tightly. Rick put his hands back on Negan's hips, and squeezed his waist. Negan made a sound, something that was a cross between a moan and a whine. Rick smiled a little at the noise, Negan pulled away, flushed. 

"Come." Negan pulled Rick by his shirt backwards, up onto the bed. Rick blushed a little, and followed him up. He ended up on top of Negan, his legs straddling Negan's waist and his hands on either side of Negan's head. He stared at Negan, blue eyes studying his face. His hazel eyes, looking right back at Rick, the way his lips were parted just the slightest bit. Rick simply looked at him, and Negan squirmed a little, cheeks going red.

"Rick.." Negan mumbled, and Rick grinned.

"Negan?" Rick responded teasingly.

"Quit it." Negan mumbled, and Rick chuckled, kissing him once again. Negan's hands gripped Rick's waist, and Rick shifted his weight to his left arm, so he could run his fingers through Negan's hair. Just the feeling of Negan under him was enough to drive Rick insane. It had been so long since he'd been like this with Negan. Rick's lips left Negan's, trailing down his jaw, to his neck, biting gently at the skin there. Negan gasped softly, his hands wrapping around Rick and holding him close. Holy hell had Rick missed this. The only thing that stopped him was the sound of someone clearing their throat behind them. Rick turned, and Negan whined just a little when Rick's lips left his neck. Simon stood there, wide eyed, with Arat in the doorway. 

"Uh... hey.." Rick trailed off a little, blushing as he sat up, straddling Negan's waist. Negan sat up on his elbows, bright red.

"I um.. sorry for interrupting." Simon stumbled, and Rick blushed more.

"Do you need something?" Negan's tone had changed completely, and it took Rick by surprise. It sounded like the Negan he'd met at the gate. 

"No.. just checking in, it got really quiet." Arat had a half smirk on her face. 

"Simon, let's go." Arat grabbed his arm, the smirk getting wider as she pulled Simon out of the room. The door shut quickly, and Rick turned back to Negan. Negan was staring at him, blinking slowly. He licked his lips, and Rick leaned back down, kissing him once again.

"I better go." Rick was bright red, the reality that he had to get home before dark or his people would worry crushing the mood. Negan whined softly as Rick got off the bed, and smoothed his shirt down.

"Rick.. stay, please." Negan pleaded, and Rick shivered, looking at his watch. So what if he stayed the night. They would know what happened, right? He looked back at Negan, the man that everyone seemed to hate now. He hadn't moved, still in the same position, a dark shade of red covering his face. Rick mumbled something about not going back to Alexandria and returned to Negan, kissing him and covering him with his body once again. Negan let out a soft sigh of relief when Rick kissed him again. Rick kissed his neck again, letting Negan grip his shirt and listening as he moaned softly whenever Rick bit his neck. 

"What if we just never leave this bed?" Negan mumbled. Rick chuckled softly, letting his fingers run through Negan's hair, pulling slightly. Negan whined again, and Rick smiled. 

"Negan, are you sure about this?" Rick asked, and Negan nodded quickly, going for Rick's shirt. He unbuttoned it quickly, and Rick shrugged it off, tossing it somewhere behind him as he went for Negan's jacket. He pulled Negan up, so that Rick was sitting in his lap, and pulled his jacket off, then his shirt. He threw them away, more focused on getting Negan out of his clothes. Rick went for Negan's jeans next, unbuttoning them and pushing them down, all while kissing Negan's jaw, and his neck. Negan put his arms around Rick, pulling him impossibly closer, and Rick groaned softly.

"I didn't realize how much I missed you.." Negan mumbled in Rick's ear, and it brought goosebumps to Rick's skin. Rick went for his own jeans, pulling them off and kicking them away. Negan kicked his own jeans off, sighing happily when he was able to get his arms back around Rick. 

"Lube." Negan reached for his drawer, pulling out a half empty bottle, which earned a look of amusement from Rick. Negan blushed, rolling his eyes at the look Rick gave him.

"Good to see you didn't change, Negan." Rick kissed him once more, a smile on his face.