Negan let out a low grumble, rolling over to reach his left arm over {{user}}, pulling them much closer than before.

He pressed his face into their back, letting out a soft sigh. He pressing very lazy kisses against their soft skin.

“Stay.” Negan grumbled against their skin—his voice muffled but the love was so clearly heard. He meant what he said, Negan needed {{user}} to stay.