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Negan couldn’t help but admire his wife’s sleeping figure. The sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over her naked body. Her perky breasts rose and fell with each breath she took, and Negan felt his cock stir in his boxers.
Y/n stirred, opening her eyes to meet Negan’s gaze. She smiled lazily and stretched her arms above her head, causing her breasts to jiggle slightly. Negan felt his cock grow harder at the sight.
Without a word, Negan climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between Y/n’s legs. He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her inner thigh, causing her to giggle. Negan smirked and began to trail kisses up her leg, inching closer and closer to her pussy.
Y/n’s breath hitched as Negan’s lips met her clit. He began to tease her, licking and sucking gently, causing her to moan softly. Negan’s cock throbbed in his boxers as he tasted her sweetness.
Y/n reached down and began to stroke Negan’s cock through his boxers. He growled and grabbed her hand, pulling it away. “Not yet, darling,” he said, his voice husky with desire.
Negan continued to tease Y/n, his tongue darting in and out of her pussy. She writhed beneath him, her moans growing louder. Negan could feel her getting closer and closer to climax. Just as Y/n was about to cum, Negan pulled away. She looked at him, confused and a little disappointed. Negan smirked and climbed up her body, positioning himself above her.
“What are you doing?” Y/n asked, her voice breathless.
Negan leaned down and whispered in her ear, “I need to be inside you baby. I’m going to fill your pussy with my cum.”
Y/n’s breath hitched at his words. She wrapped her legs around Negan’s waist, pulling him closer. Negan positioned his cock at her entrance and pushed inside her, filling her up completely. They both moaned as Negan began to thrust in and out of her. He grabbed her breasts, kneading them roughly as he fucked her. Y/n’s nails dug into Negan’s back as she met him thrust for thrust. “Fuck, you feel so good. You’re so fucking beautiful” Negan growled, his thrusts becoming more desperate.
“Yes, Negan, fuck me harder,” Y/n begged, her voice barely above a whisper. Negan complied, pounding into her with all his strength. Y/n’s moans grew louder as she felt herself getting closer and closer to climax. Negan could feel his own orgasm building. He grunted as he thrust into Y/n one last time, filling her up with his cum. Y/n cried out as she came, her pussy clenching around Negan’s cock. Negan collapsed on top of Y/n, both of them panting heavily. “Fuck, that was good,” Negan said, his voice hoarse.
Y/n smiled and wrapped her arms around Negan’s neck. “Yeah, it was,” she agreed.
Negan rolled off of Y/n, pulling her with him. They cuddled together, their bodies still slick with sweat. Negan placed a gentle kiss on Y/n’s forehead.
“I love you, Negan,” Y/n whispered, her voice sleepy.
“I love you too. So fucking much baby,” Negan replied, his voice just as sleepy.
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In the quiet hush of the ultrasound room, Y/n lay on the examination bed, a flutter of nervous excitement in her heart. Negan, her ever-charming and affectionate husband, stood by her side, his wisecracking demeanor softened by the significance of the moment. The love between them was palpable, a tangible force that filled the room with warmth. As the ultrasound tech squirted the cool gel onto Y/n's belly, Negan squeezed her hand gently, his touch both comforting and grounding. Y/n turned to look at him, her eyes brimming with emotion.
"Ready to see our little kicker?" Negan asked with a grin, his voice a mix of excitement and an underlying note of awe.
Y/n laughed, the sound tinged with nervousness. "More ready than I've ever been for anything," she replied, her wit shining through her vulnerability. The screen flickered to life, and the couple's eyes were immediately drawn to it. There, in fuzzy black and white, was the first glimpse of their child. A tiny heartbeat flickered on the monitor like a distant star pulsing in a vast sky, and Y/n's breath caught in her throat.
"Would you look at that..." Negan whispered. His usual cocky edge was replaced by a genuine wonder, his eyes never leaving the screen.
The technician smiled, pointing to the screen. "Right here. That's your baby's heartbeat. Strong and clear."
Tears welled up in Y/n's eyes as the rhythmic thumping filled the room, an anthem of the new life they had created. "Negan, that's ours, that's our baby," she said, her voice thick with emotion.
Negan, who always had a joke at the ready, found himself without words. Instead, he leaned down and kissed Y/n's forehead, the playful glint in his eye giving way to something deeper and more tender. "I love you, y/n," he said, his voice soft but resonant. "And I already love this little one so damn much."
Y/n squeezed Negan's hand, her heart swelling with love not just for the man who had been her rock but for the father he was becoming. "We're really doing this, aren't we? We're going to be parents."
Negan chuckled, a touch of his customary swagger returning. "Hell yeah, we are. We're going to be the coolest parents this kid could ever ask for."
The technician handed them a printout of the ultrasound, a snapshot of the moment their lives changed forever. As they left the clinic, holding the image of their child between them, they stepped into their future together with laughter, bittersweet tears, and uncontainable happiness.
"What do you say, babe, should we start thinking about baby names or just call them 'Little Ass-Kicker' for now?" Negan joked, the twinkle back in his eye.
Y/n shook her head, smiling through her tears. "Let's stick with names for now, love. But knowing you, 'Little Ass-Kicker' might just end up being their nickname."
As they walked hand in hand, they knew that whatever the future held, they would face it together—with love, humor, and the undying support that made them perfect for each other.