This was inspired by two queens of the music industry. They
stop the world. But they allowed us to carry on lmfao (Feeling Myself by Nicki
Minaj and Queen Bee herself)
Warnings: Daddy Kink, Princess Kink, Somewhat NSFW, Torture mention, Swearing, I think that’s it if you want me to tag anything else let me know!
“Yes Daddy I do.”
He chuckles and squeezes his hand around my neck. He pushes me into the wall behind us and kisses my lips, my heart pumps in my ears as everything falls into a haze around us. Everything elegant in his room means nothing anymore, not the silk sheets, the beautiful floral or the pristine cleanliness of it, just me and him.
The scruff of his salt and peppered beard pricks against my face. God I love when he doesn’t shave this shit. He smiles and pulls away from me with his hand still firmly on my neck.
“Good girl Princess.”
My eyelids fall half down as I bite my lip and look up at him through my thick lashes.
His beautiful sadistic smile comes across his lips as his eyes grow hungry. “No need to give me that look, Princess, you already have me.” His other hand slowly trails its way down my stomach, right to my sweet spot between my legs. I roll my hips against his hand and moan.
He smirks as he leans forward and whispers in my ear, “You like that Princess?” His hot breath hits my neck as I moan. Hot waves roll down my back as my heart pounds. I just want him, just him. I’ve been waiting for so long.
A low chuckle comes from his throat, “Good.” His lips go to my neck as he runs his hand in between my legs in small circles. Even rubbing me through my jeans he puts a number on me.
I grind against his hand and push off his leather jacket, as he rips off my shirt, barely breaking his lips away from my neck. He throws it on the ground and pushes his weight against me; the cold wall sends shivers down my almost bare back.
I put my hands on the top of his jeans and fumble to undo his button and zipper. I begin to push down his pants to reveal his-
Bang! Bang! Comes from behind the door, I flinch away as Negan groans and turns towards the door.
“Negan! We have a problem.” Simon yells behind the door, “There’s a few Saviors that were caught stealing medicine.”
Negan pulls away from me and tilts his head back and groans. “How many pricks?”
“A dozen, their group seems to be growing. They said they would much rather be dead than part of us.” I can see practically see Simon on the other side of the door with his hands on his hips and waiting for instruction with his head down.
Negan’s hand goes to his chin and rubs over his scruff as his eyes roam over my body until finally stopping at my eyes.
I smile and put my hand on my ass and twirl around and whisper, “This will be here for you when you get back. It’ even has a bow on it.”
Negan chuckles as he shakes his head, “You aren’t staying here if I’m torturing these pricks. You want in on the action don’t you?”
“Watching you torturing people turns me on. Even if I do prefer to do it myself, but you’re the next best thing.” I put my hand on his broad chest and push myself up against him. I can feel him rise against me and I smile and arch my eyebrows.
A mischievous smile comes across his lips as he leans back.
“So?” I look up at him and smile.
“Put on your shirt- I won’t start without you.” He smiles as he grabs his leather jacket off the ground, and puts it on, before grabbing his prized possession. Lucille. From the side of the bed, he tosses her over his shoulders as I put my shirt back on.
“I’m almost jealous of Lucille; she always gets to ride you.”
He smiles, “Be a good Princess and Daddy will let you ride him for as long as you want.”
I look up at him and smirk, “Daddy better turn me on.”
“Daddy might even let you torture those pricks if Princess behaves.”
I giggle, as I put my hands together, and sway from side to side. “Well- I might just behave then.”