chapter xvi - make it rain

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tw: intense mf smut, light bondage, light praising

i somehow manage to sit up, glancing around the room. wow, it was nice in here. it was all black, and that somehow turned me on. i don't know, something about a man in black did it for me. let alone them having all black things.

oh
when the sins of my father
weigh down in my soul

i used that time to think. think about all that has happened. from noah to being locked in this room. a part of me is hoping negan would come back. and i don't know why.

and the pain of my mother
will not let me go

my mind is racing. and the pain really hits me. on another level. like i'm finally, truly being hit with grief.

well, i know there can come fire from the sky
to refine the purest of kings

my head tries to excuse what he did. 'it was a business transaction, nothing personal'. i get what he's saying but i don't at the same time. he wasn't even sorry for the pain he caused my family, but did we deserve it? what did dad do to him?

and even though
i know this fire brings me pain
even so
and just the same

he's a fire. he burns. but could his burning be what i need?

make it rain
make it rain down, lord
make it rain
oh, make it rain
make it rain
make it rain down, lord
make it rain
make it rain

my mind is fighting itself. do i have feelings for him? or it just the frustration? hatred? pain? i stop the flow of my tears. and negan comes in again. a different look in his eyes, something i couldn't really decipher.

"you look like you could use a drink. you try anything and i will spank your ass again."

i nod in understanding. i wouldn't try anything. i'm too tired of fighting him.

oh, the seed needs the water
'fore it grows out of the ground
but it just keeps on getting hard
and hunger more profound

he unties my hands and walks over to a cabinet and pulls out some expensive-looking liquor. he hands me a glass after filling it.

"wow. i'm really an asshole, aren't i?"

"i honestly don't know anymore," i look down at the drink before taking a long sip.

well, i know they can't count tears from the eye
but they may as well all be in vain
and even though i know these tears come with pain
even so
end just the same

"damn, i'm glad to know i have a chance," he says while staring at my face.

screw it. i can think after i do this.

i put my drink on the table and look up at him, before crashing my lips into his.

make it rain
make it rain down, lord
make it rain
oh, make it rain
make it rain
make it rain down, lord
just make it rain
make it rain

he kisses me back, hard. but then he leans back. "are you sure about this? because if you say yes i don't think i'll be able to stop myself."

"i'm sure."

well, the seas are full of water
stops by the shore
just like the riches of grandeur
oh, no, no
that never reach the poor

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