Daryl ran a hand across his forehead and sighed. He looked over at the woman lying beside him and still wasn't sure exactly how he had ended up there. One minute, he and Carol had been on baby-duty, then Carol had taken over, and the next thing he knew, the two of them were hot and heavy and finding a secluded cell.
Thinking of her hands on his body, of the feel of her beneath him, couldn't make himself regret it. He couldn't even bring himself to worry about how to act once she woke up. Besides, he had a feeling that she would be cool about it, not make a big deal. That's partly why he liked her so much; she wasn't full of drama like the others. Even when she had lost everything, she didn't make the group suffer with her; she dealt with it.
"Mmm," she hummed into his chest, squeezing closer to him. "I don't want to move."
"Then don't," he responded gruffly.
She chuckled and leaned up on an elbow to look at his face.
"What?"
"You must still have sex ears on. Rick's been hollering for you for a few minutes."
"Bull shit."
But he shut his mouth and listened. Sure enough, Rick was calling for him. He didn't sound panicked though, so Daryl took his time, getting an eyeful of Carol's naked body before finally standing and getting dressed.
"Duty calls," Carol grumbled, pulling on her own clothes.
Together, they headed towards Rick's voice.
"So...wanna babysit again tomorrow?" Carol asked with a smile.
The End.
A/N: This was my first TWD, it felt a little awkward, hope it reads alright. Let me know!