Just a little smut oneshot to get back in the swing of writing :) Thank you to Teagan for this idea :)
I'm baaaaaackkkkk and happy to say I passed my exam, Seven years of blood, sweat, and, tears, literally. Thank you, everyone that sent me good vibes, I love you all. This is just some Daryl trash I wrote to get my feet wet again after so long of not writing. I will get back to my two Mac stories that I left hanging, and maybe the other two Caryl ones too. They have been hanging for years, much like the fandom, anyyyyy way. I am so glad to be back writing.
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"Don't tell me that you love me, just say that you want me."
Tusk by Fleetwood Mac
"You shouldn't come around here singing up to people like that."
Romeo and Juliet by Dire Straits
"In you I feel so dirty"
Ava Adore by Smashing Pumpkins
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The pounding on his door woke him from a fucking excellent dream and at first, he was pissed to be disturbed by it. It was a Friday night and he hadn't gotten to bed till after midnight, so he was snarling at the idea of being awakened. But when he looked at the clock and saw the time he knew who it was without even looking out the window and seeing the little red car she drove. He rolled over and sighed, considered not answering the door, but he always answered the door for her.
Daryl opened the door, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and his hair was a wreak, sticking up all over the place from sleep; he knew she didn't care about that. He looked outside and there she stood with a wad of tissues pressed up to her face, just like the last two times. Kristina was his best friends girl, but here she was showing up on his doorstep in the middle of the night, again. He couldn't resist when she turned on the waterworks, he was a man after all.
Shane was a douche and cheated on the reg but she stayed with the dick. Daryl didn't mind being the other man and what Shane didn't know wouldn't hurt him, right? It was almost a routine now, they would fight and she'd come over to Daryl. it had happened twice before over the course of the last year.
"Are you alone?" Kristina blubbered as her eyes searched out his, it always worried her when she did this that one time he would have company and he would turn her away.
He nodded, he was alone, he'd been on a date previously that night but it wasn't anything and now look here, he was Kristina's booty call again. Part of him liked this secret they had, it made him feel dirty in the best way, Shane was his best friend but he did not treat his woman right. Daryl saw it as he was picking up the slack for Shane in a way, maybe she would have left him for good by now if Daryl wasn't there to catch her when it got really bad.
"Can I come in?" She asked hopefully as he held the door open for her, "I'm always afraid you won't be alone..." She murmured as she stepped through the threshold.
"Almost wasn't..." He answered as he ran his fingers through his hair, that was partly true, the girl he was out with might have been talked into it but he hadn't even tried, he wasn't really into her that much, "What did he do this time."
Daryl shut the door and Kristina started crying again, "I...I...Found some girl's phone number in his pants pocket, and he's always working on that god damn boat, I'm sick of it!, I'm gonna burn it in the driveway and roast marshmallows!" She sniffed and Daryl took her into his arms. This wasn't the first time she caught him cheating, Kristina really loved Shane, unfortunately for her. Shane really loved his race boat and other women.
"Its ok Tina," He ran his hands through her hair, "I got you."
Kristina lay her head on his shoulder and relaxed into his touch. He always made her feel better and she didn't feel bad about this at all. When she and Shane had these fights she was always so angry that she couldn't see straight, but her car always took her to this man.
Daryl let her cry for a moment, understanding that she needed to let her feelings out. He just allowed her to sob in his arms over another man until the tears slowed down and her breathing settled into a normal rhythm.
"You think he knows that you got a side piece?" Daryl said both as a serious question and to make her laugh, and she did, as he wanted her to. She laughed a full-on belly laugh and pulled closer to him as he crashed his mouth down onto hers without hesitation, sliding his tongue into her mouth and completely taking her over.
"Don't worry," He groaned and brought his hands up over her shoulders as he gave her hot kisses in between words, "I got what you need."
He, Shane and, Kristina had grown up together, all neighbors on the same block, but that was a long time ago. They were all in their thirties now and Shane still hadn't married her either.
Kristina had shown up at Daryl's door one night after a vicious fight with Shane around Christmas time, she had demanded alcohol to drown her sorrows, and that he drink with her, shots of Stoli of all things and they had ended up drunk in bed together. She had left before the sun came up, snuck out of his house like a thief in the night. Daryl had the worst hangover of his life that day, but a smile on his face just the same. It had been a great night.
They never spoke of it and then one day in April she showed up again, crying as per usual; this time there was no alcohol and a lot of fucking, at one point they had rolled off his bed and onto the floor, they never missed a beat and just kept going at it right where they landed. Now it was October and he wondered if his friend ever drove past his house at three am and saw his woman's car what would he do.
As he backed her up against the far wall Shane was now the farthest thing from his mind, he reached down, grabbed her ass and pulled her against his raging hard dick, Kristina was here for the D and nothing else and he was glad to give it to her.
"This what you want, baby?" He pulled her closer and she moaned, "You're here for some strange, that it?"
Her head rolled back against the wall and she dragged her eyes over to his, "You know why I'm here..."
Daryl hoisted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist tight, now he could feel her against him and he didn't care why she was there, or that she didn't love him. This was the girl he used to go fishing with on hot summer days and stay out late catching fireflies with, it had always been the three of them.
He brought his lips to her ear and ran his tongue over her earlobe, "You want my cock inside you Tina?" He breathed into her ear and his hot breath made her hair tingle. He made every part of her tingle, "Your man been neglecting you again, not eating that sweet pussy like he should."
Her fingers were in his hair and Kristina was nodding her head vigorously, he adjusted her body in his arms and ran a hand over her breast as he held her up against the wall. His other hand worked her skirt up so he could get to what he really wanted, he swiped his hand across her panties and felt the dampness that was forming there.
Groaning low in his chest and pulling his hand from under her skirt Daryl met her eyes, "That's a fuckin shame," He palmed her breast and felt her nipple peak under her shirt, and he grinned," I'm gonna make you forget all about all of that," then his lips were there and she was crying out in pleasure.
"Oh fuck Daryl, yes!" She pressed herself against him, she had a skirt on and he was in sleep pants, there was very little material between them and he rolled his hips against her obscenely. She could feel his dick, hard as a rock and she was desperate for it, Kristina whined as she felt his cock grinding against her panties and she was ready to explode from the feeling.
So many times they had run into each other over the past few months and had even gone on a double date with Shane and some girl Daryl was banging at the time. The memory of fucking like animals on his bedroom floor lingered between them all that time and they both knew she'd be back eventually. So here she was.
His tongue slid along her skin where he had pulled her shirt aside to get to her breast then he sucked hard on her nipple and her eyes rolled back into her head. Then she was sliding down the wall and he was lowering her down to the floor and crawling over her, This time they didn't even make it to the bedroom.
"Take 'em off," He motioned to her and she slipped her panties down her legs as he watched with hooded, passion filled eyes and tossed them across the foyer. Kristina grinned as Daryl set her feet flat on the floor and pushed her knees apart, she knew what he was up to.
"That's fuckin nice T," Daryl muttered as he explored the skin on her inner knee with his lips. Daryl always went slow, making it almost an art of driving her to the brink of madness until all she could think of was his hot, wet mouth. Her hands reached for his sleep pants and she grabbed his dick in her tiny hand but he pushed it away, "Not yet..."
"Mmmmmm..." She dug her fingers into his hair and pulled because he was freak and liked his hair pulled and she was happy to oblige him, she could feel his fingers gripping her thighs and spreading her legs wider. Her eyes closed softly as she felt him lick her inner thigh, instinctively she pulled her legs to close them and was met with a smack on the side of her ass.
"Keep 'em open," He growled and continued sucking his way down her thigh towards her pussy nice and slow, "You close them again and I'm putting you over my knee, you got that?"
She didn't answer and he lay another smack on her ass then rubbed her skin where it was starting to redden, then one more smack.
"Tina..." He growled.
"I got it," She moaned, there was no way she was closing her legs now anyway, she could feel the anticipation stirring in her belly, as his head dipped under her skirt and she felt his lips close around her clit like some kind of homing device, Daryl's hands were on her inner thighs keeping her legs open as he licked down and pushed his tongue inside her.
"That's a good girl, " He pulled her legs over his shoulders and went back at it and soon she was panting and squirming just the way he liked her to be.
Already she could feel it building, and coming fast like a fireball, just a few seconds more... and he stopped, she let out a moan of frustration, she hated when he did that, she loved when he did that, "Ommmfffff... what the fu..."
"Shhhhhhh..." Was all he would say, but he smiled a devilish grin at her and she knew she wouldn't be sorry she came there that night. Kristina often wondered why she felt no guilt and she began to think of that again, briefly though. Then she felt his fingers inside her, inching towards the spot and his lips were back down where she wanted and all coherent thought left her brain along with all the blood that was now rushing between her legs.
"Oh, God..." She moaned.
"That's it, sweetheart, give it to me..." He slid his finger along her clit slow as molasses, added his tongue just to drive her crazy, "Come on, come on Tina, come on...fuckin cum all over me baby," He could feel her start to tremble and he loved that, he reached up and palmed her breast again and she came undone, loudly on his foyer floor. Daryl didn't let up until she was well and truly spent and he had licked every inch of her and drank every drop.
Then he obscenely licked each finger as he watched her coming down from the high,
She barely caught her breath and he had her by the hand and was flipping he on to her stomach, then pulled her up against him with his arm around her waist. His lips were at her ear and she shook in his arms in anticipation, it wasn't over, not by a long shot; Daryl was a great fuck, every time.
"How you want it?" He slid his hands up over her breasts and pulled her against him, his body was so firm against her soft flesh, "Rough?"
"Yes..." She murmured.
"I can't hear you Tina...say it" He demanded as he wound his hand into her hair.
"Yes..."
"Yes, what?" He pulled her head back by her hair and nipped at her neck, bringing his lips to hers and kissing her. Daryl was a dirty kisser, he fucked her mouth with his tongue and brought his teeth down on her lower lip, "Tell me what you want..." He groaned into her ear, winding her hair around his hand and pulling again, not too hard, but hard enough.
With his other hand, Daryl massaged her breasts as he held her against him and she swore she was about to cum again. It was building again inside of her just from his words and his touch.
"Yes... hard," She moaned, "Fuck me hard..."
Happy to oblige a lady he shucked his sleep pants down and was inside her in an instant, "Oh Christ Almighty..." He groaned as he pushed further still holding her around the waist, "Fuck yes, oh fuck yes!"
She was hot and wet and so tight around him, the sounds she was making were pushing him to the brink again. There was no thought of anything but her on his mind, her body felt amazing, it always did.
There was a thin sheen of sweat building on each of them as he fucked her harder and harder, they were on the floor again, like last time but neither of them noticed as their lust for each other took over every part of the encounter. It felt different with her, he knew that and had convinced himself it was because she wasn't his to have. Part of him liked that, a lot, he was a very bad man in his eyes. One time may have been an accident, they had been drinking too but these last two times they were stone cold sober and knew exactly what they were doing.
"Oh fuck Tina take this cock baby, take it all..."
"Give. It. To, Me." She hollered and it echoed off the foyer walls.
This was his best friends woman, however, a hard dick has no conscious and he knew that all too well, he filled her completely, the flipped them over so he was on top of her and no longer taking her from behind. He slowed down and teased her, rolling his hips slowly, lowering the pace and staring into her eyes.
"You're gonna cum again..." He moaned, letting his eyes close in complete bliss, reaching down between them, "I gotta feel it..."
"I can't...I never can..."
"You will!" He commanded in a low deep growl, reaching his fingers up to roll her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, as he pushed his pelvis against her clit, "You will.., goddammit, you will..."
Daryl brought his lips to her other nipple and slid his tongue over it and Kristina arched her back in exquisite pleasure, it was clear on her face. She looked into his eyes, something they didn't do too often socially and reveled at the feeling of his huge dick inside of her. This was just what she needed and he always made it so good.
"Oh please Daryl..." She groaned, unable to stop the words from spilling from her mouth, she babbled like a fool when he had her under his control..
"Please what?" He slid his thumb over her clit nice and slow and she started to shake, "Please what Tina?"
"I gotta cum."
"Not till I say you can..." He gave the lightest of touches around her pussy, teasing her mercilessly and back to the bundle of nerves that was her whole world at the moment, "Don't,,, don't cum till I say you can."
"Please, please please,.." She was overwhelmed by his perfect cock and expert touch and needed release so desperately she begged him for it. Daryl loved to make her beg, something told him he was the one that made her unhinged like this, he couldn't picture Shane putting this much effort into laying the pipes to her.
"Not yet..."
"Fuck!" She rolled her head from side to side and he watched the blush on her skin creep over her chest, she was beautiful, even more beautiful than when they were kids together.
Sweat dripped from his hairline onto her chest as he held here there at the brink and refused her just a little longer before finally stroking her just right and feeling her walls contract around him hard and pulling a fucking mind blowing orgasm from him. Daryl screamed out and it seemed to go on forever until he collapsed on top of her in a sweaty mess.
He laid down next to her on his back as their breathing returned to normal after a few minutes and Daryl looked over at her.
"What?" She said with a laugh.
"I love that you only let me call you Tina." He replied and stood up, pulling her to her feet, "Come on, I ain't done with you yet," And he pulled her down the hall to the bedroom.