Mine

IN THE DARK

Warnings: There is a lot of intense sexy in this chapter...no smutty shameful smut til the next chapter though. ;)

I stir awake in the middle of the night and roll over to look out the window. It's pitch black outside and everything is quiet. I stretch my legs and arms and sigh. Why can't I sleep? Why do I keep thinking about two dark eyes looking at me through the metal bars? Am I crazy to think about him that way? I mean I wasn't here when all the horrible things went down between Alexandria and the Saviors so technically it's not really betrayal right? Oh my God Ivy are you listening to yourself! I need to cool down. I throw the covers off and get up out of the bed. I go into the bathroom and relieve myself before washing my hands and leaving the bathroom. Before I realize what I am doing I go to my closet and pull on some clothes along with my boots. I will just go for a walk and clear my head.

I step outside of my house into the cool night air. Not a person in sight. I start walking down the street trying to think of anything else besides Negan. I get close to where Negan's cell is housed and I can't help myself I turn to go inside. There are no guards in sight other than the gate guards which from where I am they can't really see. Since Negan has been locked up for so long I guess they don't have to guard him as much because he is not as big of a threat. I am inside now and I come to the door that leads down to Negan's cell. There again, no guards in sight. If I get caught I am going to have to explain what the hell I would be doing down here in the middle of the night. I wonder if he is even awake? Should I do this? Before I can think about the answer to that one I turn the knob on the door and step inside at the top of the stairs. I close the door behind me and listen to see if I can hear him. It is so quiet I can hear a pen drop. I start slowly descending down the stairs and I get to the bottom finally. It is very dark in here but I can hear him breathing. By the sound of the steady breaths it sounds like he is sleeping. I still can't see much the only light is the little bit of moonlight shining through the window. I walk closer to the bars still not knowing what the fuck I am doing down here but something about this man is drawing me in. I put my hands on two of the bars. His breathing changes and I hear him stir. The moon light is shining on my face and hands enough that if he did look up he could see me standing here. I hear his cot creak a little and my heart leaps into my throat. My breathing picks up and I am scared as hell all of a sudden but I cannot move nor do I want to move. I hear his feet hit the floor. A glimmer of moon light catches his face and his eyes are looking straight at me as he walks towards me. My hands are still clinging the bars and I feel his fingers brush over my hands. I shiver at the feel of his calloused but warm hands touching mine. No words at all were being said just the two of us feeling one another's hands. He pulls his hand off mine and reaches out and rubs it on my cheek. His thumb rubs over my lips and tugs down my bottom lip. I kiss the tip of his thumb with my plump lips then nibble it with my teeth lightly. I hear his breath hitch in his throat. That is when the full realization hit, I want this man desperately. His hand slides from my mouth down the side of my neck his fingers brushing over my racing pulse point. He flattens his palm against my skin and skims his fingers into the top of my shirt and brushes against the band of my bra. I am lost in a euphoric trance when he finally speaks.

"The keys are hanging under the staircase, they are yours if you want them", he growls in a scratchy voice.

I take one of my hands off the bars and reach to grab his hand that's resting on my chest. I bring his hand up to my mouth and kiss the tip of each and every finger before taking his hand and putting it back on my cheek as I lean into it closing my eyes loving the feeling of his skin on mine. This man....this man that has his hands on me.....that wants to devour me....even locked up still has so much power. He is an alpha and a king and could break me with one snap of his wrist, but instead he is caressing me ever so gently. I want him more than I want air to breathe right now. I drop his hand and I turn and walk to the staircase and I reach under and grab the keys for the cell that hangs on a hook. I turn back around and he is watching me through the bars with his lust filled eyes. I walk back up to the cell and I look at him once more before sticking the key into the lock. I turn my wrist and I hear and feel it click in my hand. My body feels like an electric shock is bolting all over my skin. I just unlocked his cell, Rick would shit his pants if he knew, but in this moment I didn't care about anything but what is happening between me and this beautiful man in front of me. I pull the key back out of the hole and hook them to my belt. Negan steps back with a predator stare on his face watching my every move. I pull open the jail door and I step inside then shut it behind me. I look back at Negan standing just a few feet away from me now.

"Come here darlin'", he gravellywhispers, "come play with the big bad wolf".