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Hail Mary: Negan Smith x GN AFAB reader smut

I have a thing for Priests and also Negan. Today is Jeffery Dean Morgan's birthday also so perfect unintentional timing for me. This one shot is 18+ do not read if you are under the age of 18

Content includes: Pre season 7 Negan, Age gap (reader is mid/late 20's Negan is in his 40's), dub con in the beginning if you squint, spanking, reader orgasms from clit stimulation, praying while being spanked and stimulated, praise, pet names, some aftercare, maybe ooc Negan, not proof read

You step into the makeshift confessional booth in The Sanctuary. A couple of priests being here, one of them Catholic, has helped you retain your faith throughout this hell on earth. You shut the door and make yourself comfortable.

“Forgive me father, for I have sinned.” You say, waiting for a reply, but you don’t get one. You can see the priest on the other side of the booth, but you decide to go on with it anyway, you need to get this off your chest. “I’ve sinned minorly and one sin that I think is bigger. A couple of days ago I stole a needle and thread from a bunkmate of mine to sew back up a sweater I have.” You pause, waiting for any kind of reply, but you don’t get one. You sigh and keep going. “Then about a week ago I lied and said I don’t have any experience watching children when I do. I only said that because I knew I was in no place to watch over someone else’s child at that time.”

You pause again, moving a hand up to the cross necklace around your neck. You shut your eyes and continue on. “I spoke back to someone in a position above me. I apologized and they forgave me. I purposefully avoided some people because I didn’t want to speak to them, and I um…I’ve been having some very sinful thoughts.” You say, pressing your lips together tightly. You sit in silence with the priest on the other side of the confessional.

“What kind of sinful thoughts?” Your eyes quickly open and you know that the other person in the booth isn’t the Catholic priest here, it’s Negan. You feel your body get frozen with fear. Your hand grips your necklace tighter as you bite the inside of your cheek. “Don’t keep me waiting now.” He says in a bit of a playful tone, but all you can hear is how his voice has boomed before. You take a deep, shaking breath before you continue.

“There’s a man here. His name is Warren. He’s an older man, barely old enough to be my father. He’s been very kind to me since we’ve met and I um…I’ve been having thoughts of what it would be like to kiss him. Thoughts of what it would be like to have him touch me in pleasurable areas. I um…” You hesitate. Knowing that the man who’s basically a god of his own here is listening, it's hard to find the right words.

“You what? Come on now darlin’ don’t leave me hangin’.” He says in that same playful tone. You can tell he’s smirking behind that wall, getting aroused by your words. The problem is, you’re getting turned on too. You swallow hard against a lump in your throat and you speak.

“I touched myself to the thought of him. I um…I had an orgasm too. I just couldn’t stop myself. It felt so good and those thoughts of him made me keep going.” You hang your head a bit lower as you hear him chuckle. After a brief silence he speaks again.

“I know what you need. Now, you’re going to say five “Hail Mary’s”. But you’re going to have to finish them while I give you a bit of corporal punishment of my own.” He chuckles again and you feel your face flush pink. The thought of him spanking you gets you wet and oh lord you’re biting your bottom lip to keep in your excitement at the thought of that. “Now, you’re going to come out of the booth and walk with me to a better place for this to happen. Somewhere private.”

“Yes sir.” You say, slowly standing up as you fidget with your hands. It feels like eternities as you open your door and step out of the booth. Soon you’re looking up at Negan from where he stands. He’s got a huge grin on his face as he grips his bat, Lucile in one of his hands. He takes his other hand and firmly grabs your bicep.

“God can forgive you for this, you’ve just got to take your punishment.” He says with that wide grin on his face as he leads you out of the makeshift church. You walk with him down the hallways and up some stairs, getting curious glances from people passing by as you try and hide your own growing excitement at what’s to come.

Soon Negan takes you into a room with a couple long folding tables lined up together. You can assume this is a meeting room.

“Now, bend over the table in whatever way you please and drop your pants.” He says, his tone teasing and excited as you do as you’re told. You hear him lock the door as you undo your belt and drop your pants and underwear, feeling the air hit your wet cunt and throbbing clit. You bite your bottom lip as you feel his gloved hand run over your bare ass. He sets Lucile down on the table next to you and he speaks. “Five Hail Mary’s. Remember that.” You stay silent, biting your bottom lip before he delivers a small smack on your rear, making you squeak and jump slightly.

“Hail Mary, full of Grace, the lord is with thee.” You say as he rubs his hand over your ass before spanking it again, this time a bit harder in a deliciously painful way. You jerk slightly with the shock and pain but you continue on. “Blessed art thou amongst women-” He spanks you again, making you let out a soft noise and jerk again, “And blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.”

“You’re doing so good for me darlin’. Keep going you’re almost done with the first one.” He says in a sweetly mocking tone as he spanks you again, getting another jerk and moan from you before you continue on.

“Holy Mary, Mother of God-” Another spank, this time you don’t jerk but you bite your bottom lip and moan before you go on. “Pray for us sinners now, and at the hour of our death. Amen.” He delivers another spank and you moan again. Negan starts to rub your pink rear.

“Oh you’re being so good for me. So obedient. Now, keep going.” He says, spanking you again, this time a bit harder. You moan louder at the harder spank and you shut your eyes before continuing.

“Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord it with thee.” He spanks you again, at that same, harder rate and you moan, taking a breath before you continue. “Blessed art thou among-” Another spank, “women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.” He spanks you again and you whine out in pleasure at the perfectly painful sensation. “Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us-” Negan spanks you again, your hips buck forwards and he quickly pulls them back.

“Come on now, be good for me. Be good for God.” He says in that same teasing tone before you continue.

“Sinners now, and at the hour of our death, amen.” He spanks you again before rubbing your bright red ass. You feel your clit throbbing as your slit grows wetter and wetter. “Hail Mary-” You can’t even get the third word out before he spanks you harder than before, earning a loud, gasping moan from your mouth before you’re able to recover and continue. “Full of grace, the lord is with the.” Another deliciously painful spank hits your red ass and you moan again. “Blessed art thou among women-” Another spank and you’re barely able to take how turned on you are, your poor clit is throbbing at how badly it needs to be rubbed. “And blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, mother of God, pray-” This spank hits you right in a sweet spot and your knees bend down as you moan loud and long.

“Do you need to stop?” Negan asks, that smug tone wearing off a bit as he grips your hips and helps you stand. You shake your head and moan again, biting your bottom lip before you continue.

“I’m fine. Pray for us sinners now, and at the hour of our death. Amen.” Negan spanks you again, but this time it’s softer. You rest your entire upper body against the table as Negan starts to rub your aching, red, rear. You take a deep breath and continue on, only two more to go. “Hail Mary full of grace, the lord is with the.” As you continue on he just keeps rubbing your rear, his hand slowly moving towards your cunt. “Blessed art thou among women, and blesses is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.” You take another deep breath and moan as he starts to rub your aching clit. You start to grind against his fingers as you pant out the last of your fourth prayer. “Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death, Amen.”

Negan chuckles as you grind against his fingers on your clit. He leans down and whispers in your ear. “One more to go darlin’. Now Once you finish this last Hail Mary, I’m going to let you cum. How does that sound?” He asks in a smug, husky tone. You bite your bottom lip so hard you swear it’s going to bleed but you nod your head. You take a deep breath and start your final Hail Mary.

“Hail Mary…full of grace…the Lord is with the.” You say, your tone getting shakier and your words spaced apart as you feel him rub your clit in the perfect way. “Blessed…Blessed art thou among women, and…blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.” You’re basically moaning the words now as he keeps rubbing your clit perfectly. “Holy Mary…Mother…Mother of God…Pray for us sinners, now and…at the hour of our death, Amen.” You finish, your hips moving with his fingers as you feel your orgasm getting closer.

“Oh yes honey. God has forgiven you now.” Negan says, his pleasure evident in his tone as he keeps rubbing your clit at the perfect pace, almost like he knows exactly how to make you cum.

“Oh Negan please~” You moan, your fingers trying to grip the plastic table you’re laying on top of as your body gets overtaken with pleasure. You pant and moan as your orgasm finally comes. You raise up your hips and you hold your breath as he keeps rubbing your clit, making you ride out your orgasm. Once you’re breathing again he moves his hand out of between your legs and he goes back to rubbing your sore ass.

“You did such a good job darlin’.” He says, his tone still smug but you can tell he’s trying to sound more genuine. “Now, I’m going to get you set up in a room of your own. It’ll be small, but I promise ya that this won’t be the last time you’ll be cumming because of me.” He says with a chuckle, that smug, teasing persona coming back. “Now your pretty little ass is going to be sore for quite a while. So I think you should let me take you back to that room so I can properly help you recover.” You know that it’s not an offer. But lord if you knew that getting in Negan’s good graces would get you your own room you would’ve done this a lot sooner.

“Thank you. I appreciate this.” You say, pulling your pants back up, carefully doing your belt and turning to face him again. He wraps an arm around your waist and he walks you out of the little conference room. You wonder what other benefits you’re going to get from going to him for your confession.

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Sexual therapy: Hannibal x Reader Chapter two: Praise

This is a bit over double the word count of the last chapter and now we're getting into the meat of this. I have a ton more chapters planned so get ready for all that is to come.

Content includes: Naked reader, consensual kink, vibrator used on reader, clitoral stimulation, praise, aftercare, mentions of spanking at the end

This is 18+ minors and ageless accounts will be blocked

At 7:30 sharp Hannibal opens his office door, smiling at you. You wore what he instructed you to wear, something formal but comfortable and easy to slip out of. He steps aside and lets you in.

“Good evening Dr. Lecter.” You say, looking back at him as he shuts his office door.

“It’s a pleasure to see you again Y/N. Do you remember what I have planned for us today?” He asks as you notice the chase lounge in his office is now covered in some kind of clear vinyl material. You nod your head and turn back to face him.

“Yes Dr. Lecter I do. Today we will be experimenting with praise and you will be using a vibrator on me. The scene will end when I reach an orgasm or when either of us says the safe word. I’m very excited for today's session.” Hannibal smiles and nods his head, taking off his suit jacket.

“That is correct. You’re a very smart person I must say. Now, be good for me and take off your clothes.” He says, his hands moving to unbutton his suit vest. You do as you're told and you take off all of your clothes, holding them in your arms for a moment before you set them down on one of the leather chairs in his office. “You’re a good listener, very obedient.” Hannibal smiles slightly and makes his way over to his desk. “Now lay down on the chase in whatever position you normally masterbate in.”

His direct language caught you off guard but again you do as you're told and lay down on the chase, feeling the cool material of the clear vinyl underneath you.

“Are you worried I’m dirty Dr. Lecter?” You ask in a light hearted manner as he pulls out a small oval shaped device and a small remote. Hannibal shakes his head and walks back over towards you.

“Of course not. My perfect patient is very clean I’m sure, I just want to be cautious about any material that could stain getting on my lounge chair.” He says, bending down and looking at the slit between your legs that’s growing wetter by the moment. He gently and carefully places the oval device on your clit and positions it so it’s comfortable.

“Now, if you want to go faster or slower you will ask politely and I will wait to see if you deserve it.” He says, standing back up. He presses a button on the remote and you feel the device start to vibrate against your clit in the perfect way. You can’t help but let out a moan and shut your eyes as Hannibal smiles.

“When was the last time your ex boyfriend made you orgasm?” He asks in a calm manner, waiting for a response as you adjust to the vibration against your clit.

“Mmm~ In the…beginning of our relationship…three years ago…” You say between moans as Hannibal increases the speed on the vibrator, making you cry out in more pleasure as you jerk your hips before setting them back on the chase again.

“That’s a shame.” Hannibal says, walking around the lounge as he looks down on your, soft moans escaping your mouth, small beads of sweat forming on your forehead, the way you bite your lip to try and stay quiet. “Don’t hold back your moans. I want to know how good I’m making my perfect patient feel.” You slowly open your mouth again and you let out more and more moans. “You’re taking this very well. I can see that you’re going to react well to what else I have planned for us. But it’s a very pleasing sight seeing you in a divine state like this.”

You nod your head and keep moaning quietly as the vibrator hums on and on over your clit as you get wetter and wetter. You’re not sure what it is but you never get this turned on on your own, or when your boyfriend tried to be intimate with you. This is the most aroused you’ve been in a very long time.

“Oh Dr. Lecter~ Please~ Please turn it up~” You moan out to him, your head tilted back as you adjust yourself to get more comfortable.

“Does my perfect patient deserve a higher speed?” He asks, looking down at you with that remote in his hand. You nod your head and he smiles softly. “Use your words like the intelligent person you are.” Those words send a surge of blood to your clit, making the feeling of the vibrator all the more intense as you try to get out the words.

“Yes~ Yes please Dr. Lecter~ Please~ I deserve it~” You moan, a small bead of sweat rolling down your face and neck as you wait for him to react.

Hannibal presses a button and the speed gets faster, making you moan out louder.

“You’re taking this very well. I want you to take a deep breath for me. You’re obedient enough to do that.” Hannibal comments, smiling down at the sight of you struggling to keep your pleasure under control as you try to follow his instructions. “You deserve this. You deserve to feel this good, you deserve to be praised like the good submissive that you are.”

Those words send you over the edge, making you orgasm hard. Your hips raise in the air as Hannibal turns down the vibration slightly, but not fully, to let you ride out this orgasm. Slowly but surely, as you come down from your high, the pleasure is replaced with a need to squirm. As you lay back down, limper than before, Hannibal turns off the vibrator and walks over to you, removing it from between your legs and turning you over to rest on your stomach.

“The scene is over. You did very good for me.” He says, walking over to his desk, placing the vibrator and remote in a plastic bag before returning with a glass of water in his hand. He tilts your head up and helps you drink from it, pushing your hair damp from sweat off your forehead as he lets you finish the glass on your own.

“Thank you Hannibal.” You say as you continue to lay there limply, taking in slow, deep breaths as you come down from your orgasm. Hannibal sits at the edge of the chase, rubbing his hand up and down your back in a soothing manner.

“Of course Y/N, aftercare is very important. It’s crucial to make sure you don’t get into a depressive episode because of improper care. Now, do you need anything else before I help you to the bathroom so you can clean yourself up?” He asks, keeping up his soothing, soft motions of rubbing your back. You think for a moment and look over at him.

“May I have another glass of water?” You ask, wiping more sweat off your forehead. Hannibal nods and gets up, picking up your glass before returning with it, filled with water again. You take it from his hands and sit up as you slowly drink it all. Hannibal takes your hand and leads you over to the private bathroom in his office.

“If you require any assistance please let me know.” He gives you a soft smile before shutting the door and letting you clean yourself up.

You return back to his office after you finish. Hannibal is drinking his own glass of water and you start to get dressed again, your face glowing with pleasure and satisfaction. Like a five year long itch has just started to get scratched.

“I want to try something a bit different next time.” You say, looking over at Hannibal as you zip up your pants. He smiles softly and you and sets down his glass.

“What did you have in mind?” He asks, resting a hand on his desk.

“I want to try a roleplay. I want it to be your assistant and I want you to be my boss. I want you to spank me while I’m in some lingerie during that roleplay.” Hannibal nods and motions for you to sit down while he takes a seat in his own chair.

“I like the idea of that. Let’s discuss this more before our session ends.” You nod your head and smile, making sure to get comfortable because you know Hannibal loves to be thorough.

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