“Date Night” (as per request)
“C'mon” Negan grabbed your wrist gently and lead you to a table and two chairs. The table had a dirty white cloth draped over it, and two plates with spaghetti bolognaise. You gasped at Negan, knowing how hard this must have been to get together, your eyes filled with joy.
“Sit down” Negan grinned, pulling out a chair for you, you sat down and gazed into his eyes as he sat across the table from you.
“So, [Y/N], how do you like this shit?” Negan asked, he had a silver tongue coaked with a vulgar language poison that you somehow found irrisistable. You and Negan hadn’t been together that long, a few months at most, but you two somehow just suited each other; Negan even got rid of his other wives. Just for you.
“Its amazing, thank you Negan” you smiled, your eyes were joyful and yet you had a nagging voice in your head that you couldn’t ignore.
‘You will never be good enough for anyone, let alone Negan, you’re too fat, you disgust me’ the voice hissed, you tried to ignore it, but in the back of your mind you knew it could well have been right. But you didn’t focus on that, you focused on Negan.
“You’re more than fucking welcome” Negan smirked, you blushed, but the moment you looked down at your thighs you felt the creeping noose of anxiety and insecurity wrap itself around you. You were slightly bigger than most women, you always had been, but you were riddled with insecurity and anxiety about it and you hated it when someone even mentioned your weight; no-one knew this, of course, because you could never bring yourself to tell anyone in fear they would mock you even further. However, you were radient, a beautiful rose amongst dead daisies.
You and Negan ate, you drank the beer that he had stashed for this very occasion, the two of you even talked about things that were troubling you.
“God I fucking love your thick thighs…” Negan growled in your ear with sensuality, you blushed wildly as Negan took your hands in his and lead you to your shared room. He unzipped your dress and allowed it to fall to the floor, your beautiful skin shining in the dim light, Negan watched with hungry eyes as you took of your bra, freeing your large breasts.
“Not the panites [Y/N], not yet” he seductively ordered, throwing his signiture leather jacket across the room and onto the floor, you helped him unbutton his shirt and threw that across the room too, you bit your lower lip as you saw his erection. Negan yanked his belt off and unbuttoned his jeans before unzipping them and leaving them on the floor, he slowly took off his boxers in an effort to you tease you, but you pinned him to the bed and began to roughly kissed him. Negan picked you up in his arms and you wrapped your legs around his waist and he threw you up against the wall and teased the tip of his erection against your soaking wet enterance.
“Fuck me, Negan” you whispered, biting his ear lightly and tugging it as he roughly pushed himself into your vulva. You moaned loudly with pleasure with each harsh slam Negan threw into you, your legs quaked as Negan grabbed onto your plumb sides, loving the way your skin felt in his hands. Negan knew he was hitting your g-spot, but he also wanted to cum with you.
“Oh god, Negan, don’t stop” you managed to pant out, you began to scratch Negan’s back with your fingernails as you grew closer to orgasm, your moans of euphoria gorwing louder with each time Negan thrusted into you.
“FUCK [Y/N]” Negan cried out, you screamed his name as you exploded with orgasm, your wetness leaking onto Negan’s erection as his warm and sweet cum filled inside of you.
Negan carried you over to the bed, he collapsed beside you and pulled the covers over you.
“I fucking love you…” Negan whispered, grabbing your thigh with a playful grin.
“I’m not too… big for you?” you asked, still insecure about your beautiful curves.
“Fuck no! There’s just more of you to fuck” Negan winked, you blushed and felt slightly better about it; yet it was a tragedy that you couldn’t see how beautiful you were, just like how a rose can’t see how beautiful it is.