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The idea has been festering in Shane for a long time now. Nearly back when they first even met Negan. The couple bonded with him quickly, and after a few times of hanging out, he was practically attached to the couples hip.
Shane had noticed Negan checking out Rick early on, it wasn’t necessarily like he tried to hide it. Shane was normally the jealous type, but he didn’t find himself getting angry with the other man, instead he would feel a small swell of pride. Negan could look all he wanted but at the end of the night Rick was his.
Today was one of their normal weekends. Negan has come over to share a couple beers, and most likely pass out on their couch.
“Ricky, would you be a dear and grab me another beer from the fridge?” Shane slurred from his position on the recliner. Rick, being the most sober of the three, obliged his boyfriend’s request and took off to the kitchen.
Even with his senses impaired, Shane didn’t miss the way Negan’s eyes glued to Rick’s ass. He couldn’t help but comment, “He makes sure to sway it, doesn’t he?”
Negan hummed in agreement, “legs all spread out, ain’t no reason to walk like that.” Shane huffed a silent laugh through his nose. Before the boys could carry on, the bow-legged sheriff was back with beer.
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The rest of the night carried on like normal. It was getting late, and Rick had finally won his argument to get Shane to stop drinking and to come to bed.
"Gonna call it in early tonight I suppose." Shane mumbled his defeat as he stood from his chair, "You get tired of that couch, you can always try the spare bedroom, though i'm not sure how much sleep you'll get with all the nose this ones gonna make," He gestured towards Rick with a nod of his head, instantly earning a jab in the side from the sheriff as his cheeks grew a rosy shade of pink, and he felt a rush of arousal. He couldn't pin-point why exactly, perhaps all the alcohol..
"No, think i'll cab my sorry self home tonight, gotta feed my cat." He slurred as he pulled out his phone to dial a driver.
"Alright, suit yourself, gonna miss out on one hell of a show though..." Shane teased.
"Shane!" Rick groaned as the other two men laughed. He started to feel like maybe he had drank more then he thought, as he started to stiffen behind his zipper. The idea of Negan knowing what they were going to be up to sent an entirely new erotic thrill down his spine.
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After the couple had made sure Negan had left safely, Rick was on Shane in an instant. Crowding his space with wondering hands gripping at his sides as he pushed their mouths into a searing kiss, "Fuck Shane, I need you..." His whine was a near on whimper.
"Oh yeah? That right?" Shane's hands returned the favor, wondering Rick's body, and groping his ass as they interlocked mouths once again.
Rick pulled away for a panted breath, "Bedroom. Now." He gasped out as Shane's mouth peppered his bared neck. The two pulled away to make their way to the room, hands still interlocked to keep contact.
Once the bedroom door was closed, clothing was being shed, as fast as possible despite the wondering hands and interlocked mouths.
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Shane rolled off of Rick to lay beside him, "God you're one needy slut," he panted, "you know that?" He asked rhetorically as he wrapped an arm around his naked lover. Rick hummed his content as he cuddled into Shane's side, "Startin to wonder if i'm gonna have to start callin for back up."
"The hell you talkin' about?" The sheriff grumbled sleepily, "You sayin you, Shane Walsh, would let someone else fuck me?" Rick chuckled to himself.
Shane shrugged, "Been thinkin' about it."
Rick rose to his elbow to better look Shane in the face, "You fuckin with me? Last time someone even offered me a drink you boxed his nose in."
Shane rolled his eyes, "That's different. If i'm gonna have someone fuck ya, it's gonna be for me, not because they wanna take you away from me." Rick rolled his eyes in return.
"Hmm, so say you do have someone fuck me then hmm, you gonna just go out and higher some cheap hooker to fill me up with all kinds of STD's?"
"Maybe I already have someone in mind." Rick looked at his boyfriend in utter shock, before breaking out laughing as he returned his head on his chest and cozening back up for sleep.
"Stop pullin my leg Shane, m'tired." Shane's hand automatically went to stroking rick's back as he held him.
"I'm not Rick, might be fun. I'm serious when I say you're a lot to handle." He smiled into Rick's hair as he kissed his head.
"Whatever. I'm curious tough, who'd you have in mind?" Shane smirked at his curious boyfriend.
"Interested now are we?" He teased, earning himself a jab in the ribs, "Negan." He answered honestly
"What even makes you think Negan would be interested in that Shane?" Rick scolded.
"Don't act like you don't see the way he looks at you Rick, he sizes you up any chance he can get, and he sure as hell don't even wait for you to turn around before starin at your ass."
"Not everyone wants to fuck me Shane, jesus. You're probably just imaging it because I've never seen that man look at my ass."
"Oh, c'mon Rick. You don't gotta act like you don't know, I don't mind. I know it turns you on." Rick's cheeks turned pink.
"Shane!" Shane chuckled at the curly headed brunette's embarrassment.
"How bout I prove to you how bad the fucker wants to fuck you hm? Would you be down then?" Shane gazed into his lover's blues.
"Yeah, and how will you do that?" Rick scoffed, "You just gonna have him over and rip the question?"
Shane shook his head and smirked, "I was thinkin we could send him some pic's of that sweet lil ass," he groped Rick's uncovered cheek under the covers, "in them new pink panties I got ya."
Rick couldn't help the heat rising to his chest and neck, the pinkish shade taking over him quickly. He also couldn't deny the arousal pooling in the pit of him either, "I don't know Shane... I don't think Negan would appreciate you just sending my fucking nudes to him out of the blue."
Shane rolled his eyes and pulled his phone off his night stand, "Lets see.."
Rick watched curiously as his boyfriend send Shane a message.
Shane: Wanna see the new panties I got Rick?
Jesus Christ Shane, the hell you even gonna say if he says no?" Shane's face lit up as his phone chimed with a notification.
"Ain't gotta worry about that sweetheart."
Negan: shoot yeah. Unless this is some kind of sick trick Shane showed the smaller man his phone with a satisfied smirk, "What'd I say?"
Shane stood from the bed and made his way over to their shared dresser, "Where are you going?" Rick whined from the bed.
Shane quickly opened up Rick's drawer, pulling out the new lacy pink pair of panties he had purchased for Rick, before tossing it to him, "Well we can't leave him hangin now."
Rick didn't know why,but he found himself slipping on the lewd clothing despite how insane the whole situation was, "That's my boy." Shane praised, sending shivers down Rick's spine. He looked for Shane's approval in everything he did, the sound of it giving him the boost of confidence he needed.
Shane pulled out his phone and bent Rick over the bed, his perfectly round ass on display for his back camera, "Such a good slut aren't cha? Always like to keep up that innocent act but here you are..." He rambled as he took a picture for Negan, the snapshot with his hand possessively on Rick's ass being the one he ending up sending.
"Perfect." Shane let Rick up, and cuddled back into bed with him
"I can't believe you've roped me into this, Negan's probably gonna think we're prevs now-" Rick was cut off by another ding from Shane's phone
Negan: My god, didn't think I was gonna get to see it on display. You're one lucky dickhead Shane. Should be a crime to keep him all to yourself.
Shane: Who says I don't share?
Negan: Anyone who wants to keep their balls attached?
Rick's eyes were blown wide reading the conversation, "C'mon Shane, he probably just wants to sleep, we've probably already ruined this friendship." Shane shushed him.
"Oh, c'mon Rick. He's just testing the waters, wants to make sure he's not getting baited. C'mon lets send'em another picture." Shane slowly uncovered Rick, exposing him in his panties once again, the pink on the fabric matching Rick's face.
Rick felt ashamed, and embarrassed, but he didn't find himself telling Shane to stop as he snapped a picture of Rick's front side this time, and sent it to Negan
Shane: Maybe I don't mind sharing if its on my terms.. You in?"