God Have Mercy Pt. II
Author: sleepywinchester > prev. deanwinchester-af
Summary: Hope was something hard to scavenge in this broken new world. Catalina is a ex-drug dealer whom love for power and control didn’t cease when the dead took over. Catalina’s followers helped her built El Paraiso to keep the zombies away and rules inside. What could happen when one of the evilest men in this broken world would show up knocking into Paradise’s gates?
Pairings: Negan x Catalina (Colombian, Ex-Drug Dealer & OFC)
Warnings: Language. Dark. Zombies. Implied Smut (kind of)
A/N: Sup guys!!!! I know it’s been a while since I’ve updated this fic. I really think this is the beginning of something that might (or might not) have like five chapters… I’m still thinking of it, honestly. Really hope my Negan’s and JDM girls enjoy this one. Feedback is always appreciated it <3
Negan wasn’t someone a person could just have fun with for a night. It wasn’t because he was a stand up guy who devoted himself to one woman, but because his skills in the bed were exceptional. Alongside the physical attraction, it was his vision, the thirst for survival and the overall control that attached me to Negan. As individuals we were competent rulers but as an one? We were invincible. We didn’t talk about it but that was the main reason between our relationship.
Our relationship didn’t grew up out of love, it was arranged for our own and people’s benefits. It didn’t mean that some feelings started to develop over time. People either feared us or shared our vision and followed our rules. Neither of our maleficent’s personas mattered when we were together in this room. I didn’t saw him as the cold blooded ruler he was and Negan didn’t saw me as a control freak. We learned to see each other under the layers we had to grew to stay alive and become something more than a walking dead.