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They ran for hours, in no one direction. Her legs were on fire, and she couldn't breath no matter how hard she tried. She bent over placing her hands on her knees. Trying to catch a breath that her body seemed reluctant to give her. She pressed against the catch in her side, trying desperately to keep it together. She couldn't fall apart right now. They were all scattered. Surely they weren't the only ones that got out. She knew for a fact the bus got away. She prayed Maggie and Glenn got away safely. Closing her eyes she sent a quick prayer for all of their family. She looked over at Daryl, he hadn't said much to her since they left. But it wasn't an uncomfortable silence. Was it really only hours ago that they were kissing in the guard tower? She wanted to cry, to scream at the world. But she couldn't, if she let one tear fall then all of the ones she has held back for so long would come as well. She had to be strong.
Daryl slowly turned to her as she stood up, finally managing to catch her breath. "It's gonna be gettin dark soon." She just nodded, and followed his gaze to the tree tops. "We need to find a place to make camp."
"Where though?" She asked quietly, bringing his eyes back to her face. She wanted to go back and find the kids. To find Judith. But she knew the likeliness of them actually being alive were slim to none..
He shrugged, looking at his feet. Honestly they would probably be spending the night on the ground, and he hated the idea of her having to sleep out in the open. Sure they did it for months before they found the prison, but things had changed. How he felt about her has changed. "I dunno." He replied, "Let's go on a lil bit farther, see if we find anythin,"
She just nodded again as he started walking. Following close behind him she tried stepping where he stepped. Doing her best to be as quiet as possible. She had no idea how Daryl managed it. He was darn near completely silent, while she seemed to be breaking every twig they came across.
Eventually they found a small open area, surrounded by trees. They quickly went to work on securing it the best they could. If you could call pointy sticks sticking out of the ground, and a wire that Daryl always kept on him woven through the trees around the small circle. It would keep out any walkers, but anymore she was more afraid of the living. Daryl went about grabbing things to make a fire. She quickly started digging, trying to remember everything Shawn had taught her about fires. She knew the pits gave off less smoke and less light. Which would help them hide right now. Starting on the second hole she heard Daryl making his way back.
He took the moment to take her in. Her blonde hair was pulled back into that damn pony tail again. Her signature braid pulled in with it. She had seen so much, hell they all have, but he had yet to see her cry a single tear. But knowing one she opened that dam it would be hard to close. He knew all about that.
"What are you doin?" He asked kind of shocked. He never would have guessed she knew anything about fires. But sure enough she had a pit damn near ready.
"Shawn told me once that if you make a fire pit it give off less light and smoke?" She said suddenly doubting herself. She wanted to impress him, but now she felt silly for even attempting. Biting her lip she looked up at his face, for a reply.
"Uh- Yeah, he was right. Sorry just didn't think you would know anything bout fires." He said placing his findings in the bigger hole.
"My knowledge about them stops there," She admitted trying to hide the proud smile that threatened to form on her lips, "I know how to start them with a mirror when the sun is out, but-" she looked up into the slowly darkening sky. "We don't exactly have sun access, at the moment."
He chuckled, "There are other ways, but matches and lighters are much easier," Sitting down next to her he leaned against the tree. "You could always attempt to hand drill it but it's hard as hell. Not to mention it will tear up your hands." he said turning her hand over then placing his other calloused hand beside it. showing her his rough calloused hands compared to her soft dainty ones. Her soft pale flesh in contrast against his dark tan heard her suck in another breath as he traces the small lines on her palm. Wanting to bring her small hand to his lips, but couldn't bring himself to do it. He felt her nuzzle her head against the area between his neck and shoulder and wrapped her arms around his waist. He quickly tensed up out of habit, he was never going to get used to having someone so close. Slowly he wrapped his arm around her, pulling her between his bent knees, without letting go.
Keeping her face buried in his neck she let out a small sigh. "What are we gonna do?" She asked turning so that her back was against his chest, his arm still wrapped around her.
He had hoped she wouldn't ask that, because honestly he had no idea. They could always go back, and he could try to track the others. But with all the walkers, and all the people from The Governor's army. It would be damn near impossible. He wanted to hope that they weren't the only ones that got out alive. But until there was solid proof, he couldn't actually believe it. He didn't know what to say, he didn't have the heart to tell her that their family was more than likely dead. So he just said nothing at all staring into the fire.
She felt his arm tighten around her and she slowly looked up. The flames flickering in his blue eyes. She sucked in a deep breath trying to collect her nerves. Then slowly leaned up and kissed the chiseled line of his jaw. Smiling as he tensed up, she knew now was not the right time for this. They could die at any moment, but she couldn't help it. She didn't want to risk dying before she had him fully. The very thought about it cause warmth to rush over her. The fire between her legs was not about to be ignored, not this time.
"Beth-" He started as she slowly licked and kissed his neck. Once he relaxed some she started to nip at the sensitive flesh, earning a low growl. That was all the permission she needed, and twisted so that she could straddle him. Bringing her lips back to his jaw, she traced the hard edges with her tongue. Feeling his hard bulge between her legs. She relished in the fact that he wanted her just as much as she did him. Slowly kissing her way to his lips, she parted hers. His tongue slipping into her mouth. She felt his hands move to her hips, and she moaned into his mouth. Biting his lip, his hands moved up under her arms and lifted her. Beth suddenly worried he was going to through her off, but instead he positioned her directly over his hard cock. Both of them moaning in unison as she rocked her hips against it. "Beth," He moaned her name before her lips found his again. She felt his hands knot in her hair pulling out her loose pony tail. Her hands clumsily unbuttoned the front of his shirt. Letting her hands explore over his hard muscles. Earning her another moan. She leaned back, looking him over. His hard muscles flexing as she ran her hands over each and every one.
'Fuck!' How was he supposed to tell her no, when she looked so damn irresistible. He watched her bite down hard on her lower lip, her hair falling in her face. Slowly tucking her blonde strands behind her ear she met his eyes. She took a deep breath, and clumsily started unbuttoning her shirt. His hands quickly stopping hers.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" He whispered, trying to catch his breath, but finding it impossible. Any man in his right mind would not be stopping her right now, but Daryl wasn't any man. He was Daryl, the dirty redneck asshole. He didn't deserve her one bit. But here she was throwing herself at him.
"Daryl," She moaned his name pressing her forehead against his, "I want you. And only you. I don't care who you used to be. Who you are now is all that matters." He looked down avoiding her eyes. She cupped his check quickly bringing his eyes back to hers. "You do deserve me." She whispered staring into his blue eyes, "You are an amazing man Daryl Dixon. And if I have to spend my whole life reminding you than so be it. You single handedly protected and fed all of us for months. When we needed you, you were there, and you never complained about it once." She said pointing to his bare chest, then whispered. "I need you." She admitted knowing in her heart that it was the truth. And in more ways than the obvious.
"Beth," He said once more before crashing his lips down on hers. How was he supposed to argue with that. That was one of the nicest things anyone had ever said to him. Even if he didn't fully believe it himself, one look in her eyes told him that she meant every word. His hands taking over the rest of her buttons, opening her shirt up reveling the tight white tank top she had on this morning. She was still braless, and she held a breath as his hands slowly slipped the tank top over her small breasts. His hands slowly cupping them. They weren't big by any means but they were a pleasant hand full. She sucked in a sharp breath as he rolled her nipple between his thumb and index finger, arching her back to place her whole breast in his hand. He quickly pulled her to his lips teasing one nipple between his teeth. He felt her tremble in his hands and slowly pull at his pant button. Quickly unbuttoning and unzipping his pants she slipped her hand in and slowly gripped her fingers around his throbbing cock. He watched her eyes widen as she took in his size, her fingers barely touched.
"Will it fit?" she whispered in a single breath. Trying to hide her fear in her eyes.
"Yes, Love. We will take it easy. I promise." He frowned some, "Your first time will hurt a little."
She nodded, Marie had said the first time would hurt. But Beth was almost positive Tony wasn't nearly this big. She felt his hand on her check. "We don't have to do anything, Beth."
She gave a small giggle. "I know that," She quickly brought her lips down on his before he could tell her no. She continued, to pull him out. Freeing him of the constricting clothes. A low moan escaped his lips as she began to pull him up and down. "I want to Daryl. I want you."
"Stand up," He mumbled, against her lips. She obeyed staring in his eyes. Pulling her closer he kissed her hips slowly unbuckling her belt and pants. She helped shimmy herself out of her pants and panties together. He felt her tremble slightly as he removed her boots. Nuzzling her hand away with his nose. He licked her tiny pink nipple, letting his hand slowly slide up her inner thigh and back down. He watched her lay her head back to let out a soft moan. Smiling at her shaking knees he brought his hands behind them to pull her to her knees. He slide his hand between her legs to her throbbing sex. Running his finger through her wet slit. Relishing in her wetness. He growled as he played with her tight opening, her juices spilling out onto his hands.
She gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin in anticipation. She watched him bite his lip hard to stifle the moan he let out as she lowered herself on his finger. Gasping at the sensation, he moved it in and out a couple of time. Before slowly wiping her juices on her sensitive spot. Then he was doing both. Stroking her in and out and his thumb making small circles across her button. It was too much, she felt the heat waves first then she felt herself crumbling, tiny muscles gripping his long finger. Squeezing his shoulders hard to keep her balance as he let her ride out her orgasm. "Oh my gosh, Daryl." She moaned bringing her lips down to his. "That was incredible!" She panted as he slowly slipped his finger out, she tried not to whimper at that action. She smiled at the proud smile that was on his lips.
He couldn't help but smile. She fell apart so easily in his hands. Her juices dripping down onto his throbbing cock, she was tight. Tighter than he'd ever felt, he hated the fact that he was going to hurt her.
"More," she whispered against his lips, letting her hot wet sex grind against his hard member. He growled into her mouth.
"I don't want to hurt you." He murmured against her lips.
"Please," she begged running her fingers through his hair, "I want you, all of you." she rubbed her clit against his hard length. "Please." She whispered biting gently on his earlobe. She heard him growl under his breath.
"You are gonna be the death of me girl." He whispered kissing her neck, lifting her up by grabbing her thighs below her bottom. They locked eyes as she took a shaky breath. Giving him a little nod he positioned himself under her.
She felt him tease her opening with the head, then slide it up her slit to rub her sensitive bud. She let her head fall back closing her eyes as the heat waves raced through her. Then he was there pressing forward. They both sucked in a sharp intake of breath and she brought her forehead to his. Staring into his eyes as he slowly lowered her. It did hurt. Biting her lip as he reached her barrier. She felt the soft flesh tear as he entered her. It stung, but she could feel her body adjusting to accommodate him. She softly bit his shoulder to muffle her whimper. It hurt like hell but felt so good at the same time.
He slowly lowered her the rest of the way, fuck she was so tight. He wasn't going to be able to last. It had been way to long and she was so God damn perfect. "Still okay?" He whispered huskily, trying to keep calm. She nodded slightly. Groaning against her neck as she tensed.
She waited impatiently for him to move, to do anything. But when he didn't she opened her eyes, smiling at what she saw. He tilted his head back, with his eyes closed. Biting hard on his bottom lip. Lifting herself up once more she slowly brought herself back down onto him. Letting him fill her once more. She moaned against his neck as she brought her hips back up.
"Fuck." He hissed grabbing her hips to rock them against him. Pressing her forehead against his, she melted into him. Feeling every hard muscle pressed against her soft flesh. He gently grabbed her bottom, lifting her up and pulling her back down. His fingers grabbed her with more force, as he tried to keep his thrusts gentle. Sweat was thick on their brows. She panted as she felt him move inside her. No longer feeling the pain, nothing but pure pleasure.
No fantasy could do this justice, he never could have imagined this. The way she moved her hips, how wet she has gotten. How effortlessly she slid up and down him, now that the pain had subsided. Leaning back he pushed her blonde hair out of her pretty face. Was this really happening right now? Was he really screwing- no having sex with Beth Greene? He closed his eyes but the feeling of her tight around him was still there. Leaning his head back as a moan slipped his lips. He ran his hands up and down her soft back. He felt her muscles clench around him. It wasn't going to take much longer, he was doing his damnedest trying to fight it off as it was.
"Daryl," she gasped, clinging onto him for dear life, " Finish in me!" He hit something amazing. She clung to him for dear life as each thrush brought her closer and closer to the edge.
He cupped her face bringing her lips inches from his. "What was that?" He whispered against her lips.
"Cum inside me please," She begged blushing slightly. She could feel the beginning tingles of her orgasm and she wanted him to finish too. And the idea of him cumming inside her was almost too sexy. She moaned loudly as he hit that spot again.
"Are you sure?" He growled into her ear, his voice anything but steady. He felt her nod, her body trembling as he gripped her hips harder. He knew she was about to crumble if he did or not but he couldn't have found her words hotter. And God she was so wet. He wasn't entirely sure how he was still going.
"Yes, yes," she panted moaning hard against his neck. Gently biting his neck she flicked her tongue against his soft flesh.
He growled again before quickly grabbing her back and the back of her knee to lay her back. She quickly wrapped her legs around his waist as he thrust harder into her. Fuck he was so close, but he wasn't ready for this to be over, not just yet. He had to stop moving. Pressing her hips back to the ground, when she tried to raise them. "Beth, please. You gotta stop moving," He whispered. God he was so close.
"Daryl, I need-" Her cry was cut short, when his lips crushed hers. His tongue exploring her mouth. If she said that she needed anything from him one more time, he was liable to cum right then and there and nothing he could do would stop it. He took a ragged breath as the moment passed. She moaned loudly against his lips and he thrust harder than he had yet into her tight wet flesh. He felt her creamy legs lock around his hips.
"Cum for me, Love." He whispered trying to keep his voice steady. He was losing control, and if she didn't cum soon he was going to beat her there. She cried out at his words. He felt her whole body tense up as her pussy contracted tightly around him. Milking out his own release.
"Fuck," He growled slamming into her once more. Shooting hot jets of cum into her tight flesh. He slowly brushed the hair out of her eyes, she was a sexy mess. Her hair fanned out against the forest floor. Her face flush, her swollen lips slightly parted as she tried to catch her breath. Easily the sexiest thing he had ever seen. She smiled up at him as he placed lazy kisses down her jaw. Slowly removing himself he sat up, and handed her, her pants with one hand while he zipped and buttoned his. He watched her get dressed as he leaned back against the tree.
She smiled at him as he chewed at the skin on his thumb nervously. One knee bent the other stretched out towards the fire. Once dressed she crawled over and sat between his legs again. His arms quickly wrapped around her, but still biting at his thumb. "Are you okay?" she asked looking up into his worried face. Suddenly anxious about what he thought of what they just did.
"Yeah, ah um what did you mean by it will be okay, to you know inside?" He asked awkwardly, silently cursing himself for not pulling out. A baby was the last thing they needed right now. Not to mention she was still a baby herself. Fuck what did he just do?
She giggled sadly. "I haven't had a period since we left the farm. Don't worry."
He nodded and pressed his lips to her hair. Inhaling her sweet scent. Smiling softly when he heard her stifle a yawn and snuggle into him. It was so weird having someone happy after sleeping with him. The girls before were always there because they wanted coke or X from Merle and that was there way of paying for it. Hell he lost his virginity at thirteen to a twenty-eight year old who had made a deal with Merle. Shuddering at the memory he laid his head down against her sweet head. "You should try to get some sleep," he whispered softly, brushing back her hair so he could see her face. Her soft snores answering him, he smiled. He had never held a girl while she slept. He tightened his arms around her pulling her closer. He tried not to think of what the others would say. Maggie would be pissed. Probably kill him then let him turn then kill him again. Carol would be disgusted that he was preying on the young girl. But Beth wasn't a child anymore. And she can make her own choices. Hell he was only human, he had a hard enough time pushing her away the first time. He nuzzled her hair with his nose before breathing deeply. 'Hershel, please forgive me.'
She woke to the sound of a twig snapping, she quickly grabbed her rifle and aimed it in the direction as Daryl tense behind her, his Stryker loaded. She smiled besides being terrified. Daryl had kept a protective arm around her. They still sat on the ground against the tree.
"Fuck! Don't shoot!" They heard Merle grumbled, stomping through the woods. A small flash light in his hand. "Been trackin you guys all fuckin night!" He made his way through the sticks and ducked under the wire. His eyes taking in the two of them he grinned. "Didn't think I was followin the right tracks till I heard that one," He gave her a knowing smirk. "Shocked ya don't got walkers all over ya ass."
Beth blushed deeply, she knew they hadn't really thought to be quiet. She felt Daryl relax, then tense and relax once more as his older brother sat in front of them on the other side of the fire. He had lost sight of his brother early on in the fight and really didn't give him a second thought. He knew Merle could take care of himself. He was relieved that the old bastard found them though. It gave him some hope.
"You see who all got out?" Daryl mumbled, locking eyes with his brother. He watched him nod.
"Saw the bus leave without us. Think Glenn was on it. Then saw Maggie with the nigers."
Beth glared at him across the fire. As relieved as she was with him confirming Maggie being alive, she was not about to let him talk about Sasha Bob and Tyreece like that. He quickly laughed at her face.
Daryl quickly tightened his grip on her when she tried to stand up. Her anger radiating off her. She never ceased to amazed him. Here she was about to stand up to Merle. If he wasn't afraid that Merle might hit her back, he'd let her go at it. But he wouldn't risk it. Not to mention they did need to be quiet, they really didn't need to have every walker in a five mile radius on there asses. "Shh, he's not worth getting worked up over." he whispered in her ear too quiet to be heard by the smug older Dixon. Sighing heavily she gave him one last death glare, before snuggling back into Daryl's arms. Breathing in his comforting scent.
"Which way did everyone head?" He asked over her blonde head.
"Towards Between," Merle said causally leaning against a tree with his hands behind his head, closing his eyes.
"What." Daryl choked out, she quickly eyed him. His body ram rod straight.
"Yup. Looks like were goin home baby brother."
