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^{Pink tongue trailed along a chapped lower lip before giving way to a cocksure grin. Those dazzling teeth made for a hard-to-resist smile, and he damn well knew that fact. He played on it regularly, especially in scenarios like these. It tickled this man to no fuckin’ end to know that he could and did have such an influence over women—especially when they were in such a needy state, such as Sally was, right now.}

^{He made no move, either against her nor in accordance to whatever little idea she had going on upstairs, simply stood before her as she looked up to him with those damp, doe eyes. “Shy.” He scoffed, a smirk edging at his features, threatening to extinguish whatever decency he had left. “Fuckin’ not in my vocabulary—” Dark eyes lowered, observing that hand with every shred of interest he had. “—lucky for my ass, you aren’t either.” A brow quirked with that statement, a hand of his own coming to rest beneath her chin. His thumb brushed lightly across her plump pout and he leaned in, his mouth taking hers in a heated kiss; melding hungrily and teeth coming together to nip and tug at her lower lip. From there, he trailed across her jaw, peppering whiskered kisses haphazardly until he came to her ear and he stopped, breath hot and heavy against the flesh that resided there.}

^{“I wanna see that pretty little mouth chock full of dick.” His whisper was tantalizing and gruff. “And I wanna see brand new holes in the fuckin’ knees of your stockings by the time you’re done, too. Now…..” With a forceful shove on her shoulder, Negan bent her to his will. “…..kneel.”}

_{don’t mind if she did. the kiss took her breath away, flipped her stomach upside down and ripped a stifled moan from the back of her throat. more, she begged for in the form of a bite, unforgiving as her teeth dug into the man’s bottom lip —- and then, with a mouthful of fresh air, the kiss was broken. but she didn’t stop touching, didn’t stop pawing at his clothes not even after he had ordered her on her knees. sally was used to it, the roughness of men, and the request drew a smeared grin upon her lips.} 

_{❝ make me. ❞ but there was a teasing undertone to each one of her words, one that matched the soft gleam of her eyes and the way her fingers kept working on his jeans. unzipping, unbuckling and pulling; mouth twisted and tongue brushing over her teeth —- she was obedient that way, and the doll wanted him to know that much.} 

_{sally brought their hips flush, a pallid hand slithering around his waist until it came to grip his ass. too forward, too fucking needy; somewhere in the back of her mind, she hoped he would like it for a change. ❝ i am no whore. you’re gonna have to do better than that, honey, a kiss doesn’t mean shit. ❞}

_{only that it did. to her, it did.}

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^{Negan watched her intently, gaze never settling on any one feature for too long. His eyes traveled the length of her body, from the hair on her head to the shoes on her feet, and he drank her in like a smooth glass of scotch. Delicious with just the right amount of burn…and of course, the promise of a good time. One boot trudging before the other, the leader came to stand right in front of Sally, difference in height being the only reason he looked down on her.} 

^{“I’m just sayin’….this mouth will fuckin’ rock your world, and I think…” He pauses, heavy hand lifting to twirl a strand of her hair against his calloused finger. There was a sly grin that took shape at his salt and pepper face. “…I  t h i n k  that’s worth a little somethin’, somethin’ in return.”}

_{sally didn’t flinch, and nor did her gaze falter once he got close —- too close, his breath on her face and the smell of dirt, sweat and alcohol combined reaching her nose with every breath that she took. in and out, chest raising and falling at the promise of closeness and a good time, heaving though barely noticeable.}

_{now was not the time to play hard to get.}

_{❝ well then, don’t be shy. ❞ with one single, smooth motion of her hand, the doll traced her fingers down his chest, feeling the fabric of his leather jacket that, in her humble opinion, would look so much, fucking better off his shoulders and on the ground. but she didn’t stop there, not until the soft pads of her fingers had reached the man’s belt, hooked around the buckle and tugged him closer.}

_{❝ use your words, honey. tell me what you want. ❞}

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_{A wry smirk found its place at his whiskered mouth, gloved had lifting to run over it as he really contemplated her question. (or at least acted like it) Boy, she was fuckin’ cute, wasn’t she? In her own little way—not quite like the women he typically went for, say his harem of wives for example. But DAMN, she was a fuckin’ spitfire, and as long as they weren’t fuckin’ butting heads, that was damn fine in his book.} 

 _{“Well, s h i t. I dunno. Did you do somethin’ to deserve it?”}

_{the cigarette hanging from sally’s fingers was suddenly brought to her mouth. slowly, red stained lips that clamped around the filter and held it in place, tendrils of smoke swaying around her figure once she set the tip ablaze. wrapped up in cheap silk, faux leopard fur and ripped pantyhose —- though she didn’t show it, too proud to beg for a damn thing, the rag doll longed for some skin to skin contact.}

_{what she wouldn’t do for a kiss. rough, she wanted him to make her bleed.}

_{❝ so that’s how it is with you. ❞ not a question, for sally knew with whom she was dealing. the smile on her lips grew sweeter, wider, crooked to the side as she let her gaze drift away from the ground beneath her feet to lock with his.} 

_{❝ work first, good old fun later. and never fucking ever give anything away for free. ❞}

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_{HIS NAME SOUNDS ANGELIC AGAINST HIS EAR .   every sound that comes from sally in these moments is ethereal to rick , and he thinks she knows that . kisses are strong against her own . he licks at the blood she has drawn from her own lip and ENJOYS the taste .     ❛     you know i love you ,      ❜          he whispers to her . the words seem sweet , but there is an almost dangerous undertone to them . eyes connect enough with her own to show the DESIRE in them , hips falling slightly downward against hers as her legs wrap tightly around him . he kisses her again , tongue lulling against tongue , as he lets out the softest groan .}

_{warmth filled her belly, the doll’s frame reacting to his kisses by raising off the ragged mattress, porcelain tits that pushed against his chest the moment she arched into him. one bite, then another, rick’s bottom lip captured between her teeth —- replacing her own, and sally refused to let him go. not until she had flipped them over once again, plump ass perched on his hips as she rocked her own against the hard-on brushing over one of her thighs.}

_{she loved him too, with as much passion as her broken heart allowed her to, and she wanted him to know just how much.}

_{bending over at the waist, sally’s hand landed on the mattress next to his head and she went after his mouth for the hundredth time that night, her kisses no longer soft but nearly starved instead. hungry and desperate, the sound of her need to be fucked rumbling inside her chest.}

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                   _{THE TWO WORDS WERE ENOUGH TO ARCH RICK’S BACK. her voice , her whisper , her warmth ; they both knew that she had to do very little to have rick wrapped tight around her finger . he sits up , lips pressed firmly against her , moving eagerly with her own as arms grasped around her body . in one quick motion , rick flipped sally onto her back , suddenly on top of her , chest against chest . ❛      we gotta be QUIET ,     ❜       he murmured against her skin . jeans strained , and he knew if she said one more would , he wouldn’t be able to resist . HE DARED HER to say something more . if she did , she’d get exactly what she wanted .}

_{she could do quiet, and sally started by whispering the ex-sheriff’s name into his ear, her tongue coming out to draw circles around the tender lobe while he made out with the skin of her neck. and boy, did it feel fucking amazing, her back and thighs responding to his touch and kisses as she too, continued undressing him some more. belt, zipper and jeans, fallen to the cement floor where they joined the rest of their clothes, scattered around his bed in beautiful chaos.}

_{❝ tell me you love me. ❞ voice a strangled moan, silenced once the doll’s teeth clamped around her bottom lip. hard, drawing some blood —- and then she kissed him again, legs pebbled with goosebumps and raising to snake around his hips.}

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_{EVERYONE WAS ASLEEP . except for rick , who found it rather hard to sleep no mater how exhausted his body reminded him he was . it was only a matter of time before sally found him lying awake , and it was only a matter of time after THAT that she was laying lightly on top of him , taking his mind off of sleep and instead leading his thoughts to her body , her lips . the words she softly hissed into his ear made him tense up , made his eyes close , gave him a sharp inhale of breath as his body lifted slightly in ANTICIPATION . they needed to be quiet , but his kisses were greedy , hands lifting her shirt from her body before sucking at her collar bone . CONTROL YOURSELF , RICK . your daughter is in the next room .}

_{she knew where to find comfort, how to get what she wanted, and all it took was a kiss to his neck and then, he was all hers. his hands on her hips made the doll sigh, hold on to rick’s shirt and rip it off his back in one single, smooth motion before tossing it to the prison floor. a second kiss, then another; her mouth traveling down his ear and jaw, wetting the skin she found there as her hips began rolling on top of his. wanting, begging in perfect silence to be touched, worshiped and adored, mindless of the people who were still sleeping around them.}

_{their family, but wouldn’t they want them to be happy?}

_{❝ fuck me. ❞ sally repeated with her lips connected to his own, hands touching and knotting in his hair so that she could tip his head back.}

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              andrea lets her palms drag over her face       dirty, dressed in rags, and simplyEXHAUSTED. the end of the world was clearly taking its toll on her. even here, hidden out in some old hotel. one that seemed to almost REFUSE to let this nightmarish world make itcrumble and fall. but, still; she does as the girl commands, and doesn’t try to even get up to try again. she was right. the old piece of junk was just that       an old piece of junk.

            ❛ the world’s already ended. ❜ she says, dejectedly, tone flat. as much as she hated being a pessimist, it was just stating the obvious at this point. ❛ don’t know if you’ve noticed. ❜ a sigh will leave her lips, at the question, ice blue eyes looking to the ceiling. ❛ they’ll be back. ❜ her tone is quite FIRM, still not looking back at sally quite yet. ❛ and if not… ❜ she clearly didn’t want to consider that possibility. ❛ …well, if they’re not, i guess i’ll just go looking for them. ❜ the blond chews on a thumbnail, almost absently. ❛ i won’t just be STUCK here. ❜    

_{lips sealed tight, a knowing chuckle caught behind them, never to leave her mouth. yes, she had noticed … had witnessed a hundred changes and even more deaths, had seen what the world looked like nowadays and taken comfort on the thought of not having been a part of it for a very long time. the angel of death couldn’t reach her no more. she was safe, and so were their guests. safe from the storm raging outside and yet - much to the junkie’s pleasure - destined to spend the rest of their lives trapped between art deco walls, haunted by ghouls and ghosts that never slept.} 

_{you can checkout any time you want, but you can never leave.} 

_{❝ so we’re being selfish now. and stupid. ❞ a pallid hand took a plunge inside her pocket to fish for another cigarette, catch it and then place it between red lips that opened up to welcome their treat. when she looked at her, sally couldn’t help the smile that grew so big it made her cheeks hurt, pretty and no less unsettling. eyes stripped of all emotion, teeth ready to bite. ❝ you know what will happen if you up and leave. you’ve seen it before, you know i ain’t lying here. ❞}

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               ❛ yeah, it certainly seems to be… ❜ she’s getting FRUSTRATED, hoping that maybe she could get the piece of junk working to see if anyone, anywhere, was sending out any sort of RADIO SIGNAL. but, the other woman was right. it looked fucking dead. and maybe it was a lost cause anyways       some sort of pipe dream adopted from so many weeks of helplessness and fear.

               as almost a last ditch attempt, she brings her fist down, HARD, on the type of the old relic. ❛ dammit!! ❜ the dusty old manual tumbles from her hands, discarded, hitting the carpet below their feet       as hands cover her face, letting out a groan as she allows her whole body to sink down the wall, onto the floor as well. it had been hopeless the whole time, really. she was doing a FOOL’S errand.

_{the corner of her lips perked into a malicious grin, smeared at the edges and prompted by the meltdown occurring right before her eyes: dark and yet shining bright beneath the room’s dim light, two bottomless pits that took in every bit of the woman as she flopped into the floor. gloriously defeated, much to the junkie’s amusement that simply couldn’t go unnoticed. ❝ jesus. c'mon, man, knock it off. right now. ❞ as much as she missed it, as much as she would have given anything to lighten this place up with some good old music, deep down sally knew better than to hope for a miracle.} 

_{a pair of wobbly feet carried her closer to the spot where andrea sat ( drunken steps causing her ankles to bend and twist under her weight ), the rag doll’s back pushing itself against the wall as she stared at the room in front of them. shedding a lonely tear, sally turned her head and let it hang to the side so she could have a better look at the woman’s frame, dressed in ragged clothes that reminded her of her own. ❝ so what if no one’s coming to get you? can’t be the fucking end of the world, can it? ❞}

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_{❛ trying to see if i can figure out how to get this stupid thing to work properly… ❜ words are MURMURED, as she flips through the manual in her hands, before releasing a heavy sigh. ❛ …but, not having much luck so far. ❜}

_{through hooded eyelids the rag doll studied her nails: painted red and chipped, traces of human flesh stuck under them for every day was a party at the hotel cortez. for some of them at least, ghouls and phantoms whose lives remained untouched by the apocalypse that raged outside their home. ❝ don’t sweat it, thing’s been broken for years. and we all manage just fine without it. ❞} 

_{putting out her cigarette on the table, its surface singed and black for she had purposefully mistaken it for an ashtray countless times before, sally moved to stand right beside the blonde and her failed attempt at getting an old record player to work again. like the old days. ❝ looks fucking dead to me. ❞}

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_{Sally didn’t open her eyes to look at the young man next to her, didn’t show any signs of having even heard him… and she most certainly did not move from the least uncomfortable position she had been able to find, after tossing and turning on her back all night long. Head resting on a dusty pillow, pale fingers laced together on top of the junkie’s stomach as her chest rose and fell with every slow breath she drew through her nose. It was bad oxygen, tainted with the scent of blood and something rotten that could only come from the old mattress beneath her body. But they all knew, a smelly home was better than no home at all.}

_{“Don’t just look at me, baby. Tell me more.”}

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                  Thick, calloused fingers remained as they had been BEFORE she grabbed up the handkerchief, only curling back into his palm after a moment of admiration. She was one hell-of-a pistol, wasn’t she? Just enough sass to keep her interesting. “I do put on one good fuckin’ show, don’t I? Mmm, mm, mm….but, so do YOU.” Sable hues looked on the woman as she tried to wipe the crimson stain from her pale hands; though try was as accurate a word as you could pick….success was just outside her blood-soaked reach. She’d need a lot more than a dry square of fabric to wipe away the death from her palms. “Sally—-you look like you’re wantin’ somethin’ from me.” A dark brow arched alongside his words, as if he were truly clueless as to what it was she was craving. “Perhaps a little thank you for all your hard work, here? I don’t see why not…” He trailed off, eyeing her for any sort of reaction.

_{Red lips perked up in childish excitement, her even redder hands pawing at Negan’s handkerchief that belonged to her now. Over and over again, making a goddamn mess out of herself… the hell if she wanted to be rid of it so soon. But Sally wouldn’t look at him, not just yet, not now that she could practically taste the scent of heroin melting away on some old spoon; hot and thick and oh so sweet. She had learnt it the hard way, never to let a gorgeous pair of eyes distract her from the prize she had earned with no one’s help but her own. “I’ll take whatever you wanna give me, baby.” Sparing one last glance at the traitor whose veins she had cut open and drained, Sally stepped away from the murder scene and deeper into the building they called home, the swaying of her hips aiming to catch Negan’s eye along the way. “You’ll make it worth my while, won’t you? I know you will, you’re a good man.”}

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_{Stealing another person’s life should have taken a toll on hers, fragile and far too little for this new world they all lived in —— but it sure as hell didn’t. She wanted him to see her… have a nice look at her and be proud of the things she had done to earn her unusual keep: china white to satisfy the needs of her broken heart, a sweet reward no one but Negan himself knew where to find. Good stuff came to good girls who knew how to serve their leaders —— and Hypodermic Sally was the most pleasing of them all put together. “And leave you to deal with your own goddamn problems?” Almost as instantly as it was offered to her, she snatched the handkerchief out of his hand and held it between her own. As much as she needed it, as much as she ached for something to help her fly a thousand miles away from their camp, the junkie wouldn’t beg — only stare through soaked eyes and pretend that nothing hurt. “I don’t think so. We all know how passionate you can get, we’ve all seen it.”}

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_{It had been LUCK , finding this hotel . Getting separated from his group , from his family . He might as well be DEAD . But he had found the shelter by accident . If he hadn’t suddenly seen the dusty CORTEZ sign in the distance , ran toward it , and found out that the building was ( THANKFULLY ) unlocked , Rick would’ve been eaten by the monsters that ruled the streets now . The ex - sheriff stomped into the hotel , slamming the doors against a small herd of walkers that had followed him . A relieved exhaled left his lips as he backed away , shaking his head at the DEAD CREATURES before turning around .}

_{He hadn’t expected it to look this clean , this put together . It was as if service had never STOPPED , as far as house keeping went , and Rick’s eyes squinted in confusion and concern as he came to the realization that he probably wasn’t alone there . ‘ HELLO ? ’ A gesture he wouldn’t usually give , but the hotel was too big for him to completely explore , and he imagined anyone who was there would HIDE from him , anyway . ‘ Anyone there ? ’}

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_{The dead outside were only attracted to living, warm flesh preserved by running blood and air being sucked into a person’s lungs, that much everyone knew. This new world ( along with its turns and ironic twists ) was no less than a morbid kind of party ghosts and vampires were given the chance to spy on from behind closed doors — the Cortez’ ancient walls playing guardians to a living tomb that remained quiet during the day and heavenly loud at night. Sally had seen it all: entire groups of survivors being ambushed by walkers before the hotel’s very gates — dying people shedding both tears and blood as they called out for the strange woman by the window, watching and gloating and refusing to lend a helping hand… little did they know, things weren’t much better on the inside.}

_{Nighttime brought surprises and Rick was one of them, covered in equal amounts of dirt and sweat the ragged junkie was able to smell from behind her own floating veil, made entirely of cigarette smoke —— a gorgeous display of both tragedy and lack of compassion. Sally’s gaze drifted away from her open magazine and preyed on the unwanted guest, bruised frame letting itself be consumed by darkness as she moved one step closer to the front desk, hiding like a thief as he ventured deeper into the addict’s home. “Are you here to claim your lady? A knight in shining armor, beautiful and starved.”}

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@brokenragdoll liked for a starter!

Since the start of all this and even before, there had always been a DISTRUST of the people around them. Too many times she had been scorned by people that had been given misplaced trust. Trust was earned with her and only a few had it.

❝ You’re not gonna be any TROUBLE, are you? ❞

_{The junkie’s mouth gaped open and nearly fell all the way down to the floor beneath their feet, her cigarette dropping from its safe place between painted lips. Wasn’t that one fucked up question to ask? Dumb, for sure… Sally couldn’t imagine anyone who would openly admit they meant no good —— if swearing otherwise bought them a safe place to sleep at night and exist during the day. “You’re looking at trouble in the flesh, lady… does that mean I’m gonna steal a gun and shoot you all dead? No —— I ain’t that stupid.” What a way to blow the new resident’s welcoming, Sally couldn’t help the smirk that pulled at the corners of her mouth. “Not all of us were born to be little mass murderers.”}