Chapter 17

(Mature Content)(I See Red- Everybody Loves an Outlaw)

I was woken up by loud knocking at my door, I wrapped up in my blankets, slowly making my way toward the door. I opened the door tiredly looking at Arat, great what did she want?

"From Negan, enjoy." She roughly tossed a very large duffel bag into my room, leaving with a sneer on her face.

I shut the door, quickly opening the the duffel bag. There were jeans and tee shirts, a leather coat, along with a faux fur coat, and other items that excited me. I immediately dug the most decent pair of underwear from my dresser, and a pair of jeans, along with a lace bra. I pulled white deep v-neck on, then shrugged on the black leather jacket, the leather felt nice. I put on black boots, doing final adjustments to my clothes. I stuffed my note from last night into my pocket, then I looked at myself in the mirror, as I put on a pair of sunglasses. There was another knock at my door, then it opened slowly, Negan standing in the doorway.

"Well god damn darlin' do you look good in that jacket." Negan admired me looking me up and down as he bit his lip. "Come here." Negan gestured me toward him. I complied with a light smile on my face, he wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me against him. He put his finger under my chin, bringing my lips to his, giving me a long sweet kiss. "I would love to have you on my arm today, I want everyone to see you." He said happily.

"Take me where ever you want." I said seductively.

"You won't be embarrassed?" He looked down at me smiling.

"Nah, I'll be fine as long as I'm with you." I smiled back.

"You are not like my other wives you know that?" Negan confessed.

"Lets not talk about them." I bit my lip, coming in for another short kiss.

"Let's go." Negan held out his arm, and I took it confidently. We strolled through the halls past the harem, where I discreetly tossed my note for Sherry.

"So what're we doing first?" I asked curiously.

"Well one of our convoys just came back from a supply pick up, I like to see what they got for me." Negan smiled. We walked outside to the front of the Sanctuary, where the newest haul was waiting. "Go ahead show me." Negan said proudly as the men started to pull crates from the truck.

Negan observed every single crate, a certain item caught his eye. "Gary, bring that over here." Gary carried his crate over to Negan. '0pen that up." Negan pointed to a jewelry box, Gary opened it up, revealing a row of rings. "It just occurred to me, I never gave my dear wife a ring. So pick which one you like darlin'."

I looked over the rings, some gold, some silver, but one specifically caught my eye, the band was silver, with a small red diamond set in the middle, with a second band on top, covered in smaller red diamonds.

"That one." I pointed to the red diamond one. Negan pulled the ring from the box, and took my hand to place it on my finger. "No." I said simply. Negan looked at me confused. "Make it official, get down on one knee and ask me." I ordered. Negan admired my demands for a moment with a smirk on his face.

"Your the first one to ask that." He chuckled and shook his head. "Alright if you want." He got down on one knee, still holding my hand. I could sense eyes on us, mostly on me, I was in control. Negan looked up at me. "Hazel, will you be my wife?" He said with a mocking tone.

"Yes I will Negan." I stated with a smugness. He put the ring on my finger, and stuck a big kiss on my lips.

"God damn you drive me crazy." Negan said lowly. "What'd ya say we cut the to do list short and go back to my room for a little fun?" Negan smiled at me as he wrapped his arm around my waist. "We can talk about what the other wives don't do for me." He winked leading me away.

Negan led me up the catwalk, stopping in the middle as he turned to look at his people that quickly kneeled when they noticed him. "I'm in a 'no complaints' mood, you have a problem go tell Simon about it, understand?"

"Yes Negan!" The people said in unison.

"Good, I'm in a good mood today, and I don't want that ruined by some pussy that can't grow a pair and deal with their own problems." Negan furrowed his brows looking over everyone's faces, then he smiled. "As you were." He grabbed my hand again, taking me to his room.

Once the door was shut, Negan sat down on the bed, grabbing my hand pulling me toward him. He eased me onto my knees in front of him, smiling down at me. "I think you know what I want." He spoke softly.

"Well." I stood back up. "Let me work up to it." I straddled his lap, pressing my lips to his. He gladly returned the kiss, slowly pushing his hands up my shirt.

Each kiss had passion behind it, both different passions, making for an interesting kiss. As the kisses became fiercer I began to grind back and forth over his lap, exciting him more. He quickly yanked off my coat and shirt, running his mouth over my chest. He took off his coat and I tugged his shirt off. I eased him back on the bed, kissing his neck and chest, down his stomach. I undid his belt, and opened up his pants, dear God what was I doing? I pulled his pants down, leaving him in his underwear, he was extremely aroused by my confidence. I climbed back on top of him, kissing him again, leaving a few marks on his torso and his neck. Negan maneuvered himself on top of me, yanking my pants off, looking me over with hungry eyes.

He laid down on the bed, tugging his underwear down, and gestured me over to him. I was about to climb on him when he stopped me.

"Turn around." He said lustfully. As I turned around he pulled my hips up to his mouth, bringing his tongue between my thighs, a gasp escaping my lips. "Your turn." Negan growled as he went back to work.

I spit into my hand, and gently wrapped my hand around his length, moving my hand up and down. I tried my hardest not to give into the euphoria filling my body, as I continued giving Negan what he wanted. My mouth felt dry, but it wasn't, as I slowly brought my mouth around his tip, hearing him moan deeply. I did as he wanted, for several long minutes, until my jaw hurt, and Negan was about to make me climax. Negan pushed me off of him, and swiftly moved between my thighs, slowly pushing his length inside me. A loud moan coming from my mouth, louder than I anticipated.

"I want you to cum." Negan said lowly in my ear, as he thrusted slowly into me. I couldn't hold in the moans and gasps anymore. I let go, giving him what he wanted. Maybe I wasn't in control. Several loud moans escaping my throat, as my legs twitched in full climax. Negan thrusted into me a few more times, before laying limply on me, panting heavily against my chest. "It has been a long time since anyone has done that for me." Negan breathed heavily.

"Glad I could make you happy." I smiled. Negan looked up at me as he climbed off of me.

"What're you doing later tonight?" Negan chuckled as he started to pull his clothes back on.

"Whatever you want me to." I bit my lip as I smiled at him.

"Mm." He hummed." Go clean up, use my shower, I'll see you later tonight." He winked." And by the way you feel free to roam around, get to know the place since you'll be living here, with Sherry of course." He winked as he left.

"Thank you." I stood up, kissing him once more before he left.

Soon I was digging through bookshelves, flipping through notebooks, looking through drawers, and cabinets. I don't know what I was looking for. Keys, matches, a knife, maybe even plans? I found nothing useful, so I went into the bathroom, and quickly scrubbed Negan off of me, swishing water in my mouth as well. I hated myself for doing this, but I knew this would give me what I wanted. As long as no one found out what I did, everything would be fine.

There was a knock at the bathroom door, was it someone looking for Negan? I quickly pulled on my clothes, stepping out of the bathroom to find Sherry standing by the door.

"Oh hi." I rubbed my arm awkwardly. I picked up my leather jacket from the floor along with my boots and socks.

"Negan told me, he was allowing you to walk around the Sanctuary." Sherry said. "Grab a paper, we'll start making a map." I took one of Negan's notebooks tearing a page carefully from it, careful not to leave behind a single sliver of the page. "I have a pen." Sherry pulled it from her pocket.

I followed her out of the room, and down the stairs to the first floor, stopping at my room. We started to draw the layout of the building, as we began walking the halls. Sherry would sneak into some of the rooms while I stood watch, she grabbed small things that wouldn't be missed, and stuffed them into my jacket. Sherry told me she could get access to bigger items, like a vehicle, possibly weapons. Everything I got I hid in my coat, then I'd hide it in the backpack Sherry gave me under my bed.

Sherry and I had made up a small map of the areas I would need to go, along with alternate routes. The first was Daryl's cell, then the other was to the motorcycle lot, where they kept Daryl's motorcycle. It wasn't a perfect plan, but we would manage. We planned to go at night, that would be the simplest, but we weren't sure when we would be leaving yet. The plan called for the perfect moment, but who really knew when that was? Sherry would unlock Daryl's cell and give him the key to his bike, I was to lead him there. Sherry and I were taking different ways out of the Sanctuary for the sake of getting caught, too many of us together was asking for it.

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I woke up the next morning, my eyes crusty, my mouth dry, I rolled onto my back, and rubbed my eyes. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I realized Negan was laying next to me. I blinked hard, as I sat up, bringing my legs over the side of the bed, I was in Negan's room. I guess we fell asleep after sex. I got out of the bed, trying to quietly pull my clothes back on, underwear, bra, pants.

"Mornin'." Negan stretched his arms above his head, then rubbed his eyes as he looked at me.

"I'm sorry I fell asleep here, I know you-"

"No, no, no, it's fine, don't worry about it." Negan quickly reassured me.

"Well I'm gonna go." I spoke softly as I pulled my shirt on.

"Hey, by the way." He whistled. "You know how to use that pretty little mouth of yours." He smirked. I smirked back giving him a nod, as I pulled on my coat, and grabbed my shoes, I gave Negan a quick kiss and left.

I hated having to act like I liked him, or that I actually cared about him. The whole relationship was a joke. Who in their right mind would love a man like him? I quickly hurried through the halls, as I turned the corner, I bumped into someone.

"Sorry." We said at the same time. I looked up seeing Daryl, I quickly pulled up my collar covering my neck.

"Daryl." I looked at the floor embarrassed. He remained silent, barely glancing at me, he knew what I was doing, he was ashamed of me wasn't he? "I gotta go." I muttered.

I pushed past him running to my room now, feeling tears brim my eyes. I got to my room slamming the door shut as I fell against it. Tears streamed down my face, I felt horrible that I was doing this, why was I doing this? I cleaned up in the shower, scrubbing my skin and other areas as best I could. Once I got out I brushed my teeth for ten minutes, scrubbing my tongue longer, desperately trying to get Negan's taste out of my mouth. Once I was cleaned up, I scrunched my curls, then went to change. I looked at myself, patting my cheeks a moment to push the emotions down.I pulled on a short black turtle neck, dark jeans, and combat boots. Time to get to work.