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Today was the day. Negan was tired of that bitch Deanna moving in on his territory. There wasn't room for two anymore in this region, he had been tracking her movement as well as her right hand man and coveted hitman Rick Grimes for weeks. Deanna was always protected by her gang the Alexandrians but Rick not so much. Today was his free today but it wasn't going to be leisure at play,
The Saviors orders were to return with a very alive Rick. Negan had his torture routine down pat and Lucille would make an appearance if need be. Dwight had been tracking him for three months and went to get him. Negan hadn't seen any of his investigative photos. He imagined Rick to be a six foot something giant that needed to lay off the steroids.
Negan walked into the room. Rick was tied up, gagged, and blindfolded. The first thing he thought was that Rick was little more than a shrimp. He must suck at hand to hand combat and fight with his gun. Dwight came over and whispered that Rick killed Joey with his bare hands, strangled to be exact.
Negan put his boot up on the chair between Rick's legs and whistled
“Damn! Ricky boy you killed Fat Joey. Impressive!”
Rick attempted to snarl and that only made Negan laugh.“Such a little beast!”
He leaned forward and was overcome by the scent of pine, gunpowder, and metal? He chuckled darkly,blood of course.
“Natural born serial killer, I heard you took Claimer Joe with your bare teeth while his young son looked on.”
Negan removed the blindfold and looked into a bucket of blue. Instantly a surge of pleasure spread straight to his groin. Rick Grimes was pretty, Even more so with a gag. He wondered if that was true, those lips might accentuate that face. Maybe his tactics would have to change.
Negan removed a glove and caressed Rick's face as the caged animal furrowed his brows.
“You're almost too beautiful to be bound but every zoo needs it’s showcase.”
With that he ordered all his men to leave but for Dwight to guard the door.
“What do I do with you tiger?”
Rick couldn't believe Negan got the drop on him. He wondered if he would be instantly Lucille’d to send a message or tortured for information. That pussy Dwight drugged his water at the gym. Rick was more honorable, went toe to toe in a test of true dominance when he went for a kill or simple kidnapping.
He snarled as Negan entered the room. He knew the sound of those steel toed boots. He had never seen Negan but witnesses always spoke of the boots distinct sound as they cowered in fear to send back a message. Deanna would not be happy but Rick would be loyal. The only option was a honorable death, he was no snitch. Negan put his boot near Rick's crotch, he wasn't sure what that technique was about but it didn't intimidate him.
Negan leaned in and spoke smoothly to him. It was a sexy voice he had to admit when started the other characteristic used to describe Negan. That mouth. He hadn't cursed much but had a interesting vocabulary describing Rick's lifestyle. Rick wasn't a damn monkey and he didn't kill to feed a deep seeded need. It was money, power he sought.
Negan removed his blindfold and Rick was nearly blinded again. Negan's eyes were a dark, rich hazel with tiny slivers if amber. His leather jackets and gloves would be too YMCA on any other guy but suited him well. It was a shame, in any other setting Rick would seek out his company. He was the enemy though and his reputation also stated polygamy only of the female variety.
Rick huffed as Negan grabbed his face and removed the gag.
“Hmm maybe I should keep that on.”
Rick smiled like a cheshire cat. “Maybe you should.”
Then he went for Negan's finger.
Negan slapped him hard.
“Oh no you don't, I've heard about those chompers. Lethal. I plan to walk away with all digits and arteries attached.”
Damn, Negan was good.
“Give me the shipment details on Deanna and you can go home right now.” Rick glared, actually offended at Negan's proposition.
“Why don't you go fuck yourself?”
Negan scoffed. “Well honey boo boo you got a tighter hole I believe.”
Rick was confused now.
Negan slowly undid his tie and slid it into his mouth. “I think I like you better like this. Such a good boy.”
Negan straddled Rick and grinded his erection onto him as he moaned. Rick felt his body growing in response.
Rick almost whined as Negan stood up. He chuckled as he unbound Rick's hands
“I'm all about consent killer.”
Rick looked at Negan. He had three options. Kill which he would be next, run which he wouldn't get far, or fuck which sounded really good right now. He pushed Negan onto the bed and thrusted down on him.
Rick would pant if he could. Negan was big, he could tell even through his jeans. Rick pulled off his clothes and then his own.
“Not into foreplay?”
Rick's response was to buck into him. Negan pointed to a drawer and Rick retrieved a bootie of lube. Negan slicked up three fingers then inserted one into Rick's willing ass. Rick grunted as much as possible.
“That tie comes in handy.” Negan smirked.
Rick rolled his eyes shut tightly as Negan added a second digit. He was on top and started to fuck down on Negan’s ingers.
It was almost enough to make Negan blow his load. Rick pushed back then slammed down with force, a pure look of bliss as his prostate was finally stimulated. Negan wanted to see what other response he could get out or Rick so he added a third digit. This obviously wasn't Rick's first rodeo, he was riding fast and his eager hole was swallowing all fingers in need.
“Slow down cupcake.” Negan pulled off much to Rick's dismay and lathered up his dick.
Then he pushed into Rick. Rick bared down pushing up and down rapidly making sure Negan was balls deep in his ass. His eyes rolled back as his onslaught continued, scratching at Negan's bare torso he pulled at his shoulders ensuring that Negan was pushing up as he pushed down in a steady rhythm of ecstasy. Rick roughly rode his dick trying to ensure that his sweet spot got treatment at every slide.
Negan smirked as he held Rick's hips in place and fucked up, intentionally missing the mark every two out of three thrusts. Rick whined as much as possible as he pinched Negan's nipple harshly.
“Little bitch that didn't even feel good” Negan returned the favor with a firm smack to his ass.
Negan landed a good little blow and expected some reciprocated anger. What he didn't expect was a gargled full out moan of delight. Negan was so astonished and turned on that he fucked up into Rick in wild abandon. As Negan continued his unceasing assault on Rick's over sensitive nub Rick grinded down laboriously. Driven over the edge he spilled out his seed all over Negan's taut muscles. Rick’s cavity clenched down on Negan's member and upon seeing Rick's glistening substance Negan came deeply in Rick's hole.
Negan smacked his ass once more for good measure and buckled up a few more times making Rick shudder in overstimulation. Rick bit down on his gag as he tried to exhale a moan.
Negan clicked his tongue “I wonder what sounds you make when that pretty mouth isn't held shut.”
He pulled his tie from Rick's mouth as he ran two fingers through Rick's fluid and popped them into his mouth. “Tasty.”
He then pulled Rick's hair down forcefully.
“Clean up pup.” He ordered.
Rick never partook of himself before but compiled as he lapped up every last ounce of his substance.
“Good boy!” Negan exclaimed.
Intoxicated at the praise he rotated his ass on Negan's cock as his dick begin to stir. Negan leaned up and kissed him roughly before biting hard into his neck making Rick cry out.
“Now tell me about Deanna’s shipment killer.”