Negan dragged her through the corridors cursing to himself, his long legs completing swift strides effortlessly as she struggled to keep up.

The gravity of her actions weighed heavy now, her heart skipped beats and she felt faint. Negan had not looked at her for the past three minutes, and that was never a good sign. He was a dangerous shade of red and she thought he was going to crack his teeth with how hard he was clenching his jaw, and a twitch had started in the corner of his lips.

"You! You little FUCKIN' shit, you push me and you PUSH me!" He bellowed, giving Honey another violent shake.

His grip was crushingly tight so she tried to pull at his fingers, but he waved Lucille in her direction in a warning not to touch him as a barb scratched her hand.

"What did Dwight tell you?! What did I tell you?! Oh, you must be as thick as a fuckin brick, sweetheart".

"Negan! Ease up, you're hurting me". She spluttered, tugging at the hem of his leather jacket and twisting away.

In a horribly harsh movement, he grabbed her by her collar and pinned her against the wall, her feet almost leaving the ground as she let out a choke. In his rage, he tightly balled a gloved fist and punched the wall a centimeter away from her ear, and she let out a small yelp as his face stopped a few inches away from her nose. He grabbed the back of her hair, roughly tilting up her face for her to look at him as she stared with wide eyes, his anger radiated off him and he bit his lip so hard it drew blood. 

"I've never been so close to killin' you, Honey." He snarled into her open mouth, making her stomach tighten as her hands grabbed the lapels of his jacket. He wore a look of pure fury, and she could feel his heart jackhammering under her hands. She strained her head to get away from him, but he snapped it back with a sharp tug on her hair, and Honey gulped when he licked his lips. 

"You're a right motherfucker, you know that? I should kill you, right fuckin now." His mouth was scrunched as he searched her eyes, and she tried to push him away. Tried being the operative word.

After a long, frustrated growl he crushed his lips to her's, the action making Honey stop breathing as he jarred her teeth and she pressed up harder against the wall in shock. She had never been kissed so forcefully, all his rage and vexation with her oozing out of it, his tongue rushed it's way into her mouth as he aggressively tilted his head and wrapped her long hair around his hand, his nose scrunching her's to the side as he pressed the whole weight of his body to pin her. 

A harsh nip to her bottom lip made her flinch as he breathed deep and heavy. Her hands made their way to his chest, using most of her strength to try and push him away, but he released her hair and his hand closed in around her neck, rough fingers giving it a squeeze as a warning and instantly dousing her actions. She relaxed against him, her palms resting flat against the wall as he pressed his hips harder into her stomach. 

In one swift motion he slid his hands down to her hips, they effortlessly wrapped under her backside and lifted her up against him, she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist before he shoved her hard into the wall. His lips had not left her's, and she didn't dare try to dance her tongue against his, but it was becoming difficult to breathe, and a sharp inhale from her nose made him pull back with a laugh.

"Aww...What's wrong, Honey? You know you've fucked up, don't you? What's is it? You scared?..."

Before she could reply his lips were back on her's, his hands squeezing her backside as she debated where to put her hands. She settled for letting them sit on his shoulders, as he began to buck her hips against him for friction, his mouth now trailing over her jaw and down her neck.

He pushed her off harshly, gripping her waist before she fell to the ground and spun her around, her hands pressing against the wall as he crushed his chest against her back to keep her in place. 

Honey was frozen as he rested his chin on her shoulder, and he kicked her feet apart while grabbing her hips.

"You're a major fuckin thorn in my side! Do you want the iron? Do you wanna be a dead fuck on my fuckin' fence?" He growled in her ear, making her shiver as he wrapped two arms around her waist tightly.

Honey shook her head, side-eyeing him and involuntarily leaning her backside against him while biting her lip. "look at you again, literally my dirty girl, all fuckin oatmeal on you! Always tastes better with a spoon fuckin full of Honey, don't you think?" He laughed, pressing his cheek to hers and breathing deep as Honey shrunk underneath him, whispering a 'Jesus', under her breath.

"Nope" He replied, "Maybe the other guy though." He grinded his hips against her, and she gasped at the weight of his growing erection in-between her thighs. "You want this now? Take you up against the wall?" He teased her, making her roll her head and softly groan. 

She tried to reach back to feel his length in her hand, but he roughly spun her around to face him. One hand gripping both her wrists and pinning them above her head. "Don't fuckin touch me! You don't get to fuckin touch me after what you did!" He breathed into her mouth, another rough kiss stealing her breath as he pressed his chest against her breasts. 

He pulled back, searching her eyes as she inhaled greedily. Her eyes closed at the feeling of his leather gloved hand tracing over her cheek and brushing against her lips.

"Would Rick do this?" He whispered, tickling his fingers over her collarbone before tracing their way down to burn little sweeps across the exposed flesh on her hips and stomach.

Honey squeezed her eyes closed and shook her head, blushing fiercely at his words as he sneaked a finger under the waistband of her jeans, teasingly pulling at them before toying with her zipper. 

"Does Rick make you feel like this?" He added, bringing his lips to her neck to nip at her pulse point before sucking a patch of skin. Honey couldn't help but bring her leg up to rest on his hip, and he didn't waste any time in pressing between her thighs. He was fully hard now, and she pressed her face into his shoulder when she felt the weight of it right at her entrance. 

He slid himself up against her, giving her a short taste of friction as she struggled against the grip on her hands, but as a reprimand he tightened his hold and bucked her leg off his hip. 

"You know he's not comin' don't you? You're all alone now with the big bad wolf...you have no idea about the things I can do to you, you've only had a taste...I'm very creative" His free hand slid up her thigh, making her bite her lip and tilt her head to the side, his own face following her movement as she tried to manoeuvre his hand in-between her legs. 

He slowly unzipped her jeans, sliding a finger just under the hem of her exposed underwear to play with the elastic. The sound of boot steps echoing down the corridor made her tense and flick her head down in their direction, and she tried to push him away. 

"Someone's comin', get of m-" But her trail of almost slurring words was cut off as he roughly grabbed her chin.

"The only person comin' is you. I really don't give a fuck who sees". He pressed another hot kiss to her mouth, and in one quick motion, he pulled her pants down, letting them fall around her ankles as she gasped at the exposure, scanning the corridors again as the steps echoed closer.

"Fuckin look at me!" He commanded, diverting Honey's gaze to his eyes. His heavy half-lidded eyes held hers, and she knew he was telling her to not look away.

With a grin, he brought up his gloved hand in front of her face. "I'm leavin' this on..." He whispered, bringing up his knee in between her thighs to spread her legs. He began tracing tickling sweeps up the inside of her thighs, stopping an inch away from touching her as she tried to buck her hips up to meet his fingers.

She sighed in frustration and he smiled at how flustered he was getting her, "Tell me what you want". He ran a finger over the crease in her thigh, letting the tip of his glove ghost over her sensitivity while pressing his forehead against hers. 

"I want you" She replied in a low, shaky voice, and in response he ran a finger through her folds, the feeling of cool leather against her soft skin making her stifle a pleasure filled moan. 

"Ask me for it, say my name." He squeezed her wrists tighter, taking her bottom lip in his mouth.

"Please, Negan. Do it!" She mumbled through his rough kisses.

He began placing tight fast circles against her sweet spot as his lips caressed her neck, the anxiety of being caught amplified her pleasure, and the foreign feeling of leather against her brought her to the edge fast. She bucked her hips against him, desperate for him to circle faster and harder to send her over the edge.

"I'm not gonna last much longer, I'm almost there" she whined an inch away from release, resting her head on his shoulder. 

To her utter stupefaction, he pulled his fingers away and laughed, leaving her speechless and fumbling for words as her climax fizzled away.

"You think I'd fuckin' get you off after what you did?" Honey shook her head and a soft moan escaped her throat, but before she could argue a nervous cough from a few feet away made Negan drop her like a sack of potatoes, as two pairs of startled eyes looked in its direction. 

Negan instantly straightened up, but Honey missed how he shielded her by taking a step in front as she hastily pulled up her pants.

"Fat fuckin Joseph! What the fuck do you want, another fuckin sandwich? Can't you see I'm fuckin busy?!" Negan derided cruely, making Fat Joey wince and nervously laugh. "Well, what the fuck you interruptin' me for?...Oh, fuck. You wasn't watchin' were ya'?" 

"No!...I-We-Urm...Ellis hasn't got enough points to see Carson...but she thinks her ribs broken" Fat Joey stumbled, not daring to take a peek at the girl behind Negan's legs.

"Who the fuck's Ellis?" Negan questioned, tilting his head and shrugging his shoulders.

"Th-The woman who that girl attacked" Fat Joey hesitantly pointed to Honey, who was shielding her embarrassed face with her sore hands.

"Tough fuckin titties, she started it, she doesn't get shit. Now get the fuck out of my sight!"  

Fat Joey turned on his heels and scarpered as Negan slowly panned to Honey, his face darkening as he tilted his head. "And you, I'm not fuckin finished with you! Get up!" He roughly grabbed her collar, dragging her the last few feet to his door and opening it up with a twist and a boot.

"Get in!" He slid her in like she weighed nothing more than a feather, leaving her lying prone on the carpet as he stood over her like a predator.

 "You didn't think you would get through that without being punished did you?"