Chapter 2
Casual Sex – by My Darkest Days
We don't have to go on dates, you don't have to like my friends
I won't get in your face when you're making other plans
If you're tired of the taste, you can try another blend
My heart will never break, I'm just here to break a sweat
That's why she's cool with it, she's down with it
There's nothing wrong with it, cause it's easier this way
She's so cool with it, she's down with it
There's nothing wrong with it, don't want it any other way!
Daryl had heard people talk about kissing before and it was great and all but it had never done much for him. Not like it was with Beth right now. His brain kept fighting with the rest of his body and it nearly drove him insane. He moved one hand to the back of her head, gripping her hair lightly in his fist making certain that she wasn't going anywhere. He felt himself getting harder the more his tongue explored every inch of her mouth. He was intoxicated on her taste and it was making him mindless with want.
He moved his other hand from where his palm was cupping her face and slid it down over her shoulder, sliding it further down her arm, and snaked it over to her waist, surprised to find that he was gripping bare skin. Her skin was so soft and smooth and as he gripped her waist a little tighter, he imagined what it might feel to have her completely naked under him. That thought alone made him moan into her mouth.
Beth could barely believe that it was her best friend who was kissing her like there was no tomorrow. Beth had been kissed before. She had heard kisses described as making you see fireworks and heel-popping kisses like in the movies but the way Daryl Dixon was kissing her right now could only be described as toe-curling. Because that's exactly what was happening and she had an intense longing to feel him closer. She heard him moan and her answer was a sigh. She didn't even know how long it was that they kissed before they finally broke apart for the second time, their chests heaving and heavy pants of them trying to catch their breath the only sound in the room.
"So do we talk about this or do we just take a vote. Because I vote yes." It felt like a freaking eternity before Daryl finally responded. Her adrenaline was surging and she felt like every part of her body had just been lit on fire.
"Hell yes." He said and Beth didn't waste any more time on small talk. She got up on her knees on the sofa and pressed her lips back to his. Daryl was just as eager as she was, putting his hands back up to cup her face and she smirked as he quickly darted his tongue back out to coax her lips open. Kissing him was dizzying and exhilarating as they continued kissing, lips bruising, tongues tangling, Beth moved her hands from the back of his head to the front of his shirt, deftly unbuttoning his shirt and sliding it from his shoulders. At the same time, his hands moved to the hem of her shirt and she broke off the kiss just long enough to rip it off her body and toss it to the side, moving her lips straight back to his. The angle they were at on the sofa was making it impossible though to really get comfortable and give herself over to everything. She pulled back off of him suddenly and looked into his eyes, taking note of his dilated pupils and his sultry gaze, and fueled her passion knowing that kissing her had done that to him.
"Let's go back to my bedroom. We don't have enough room here." She said softly, not wanting to ruin the mood. He nodded wordlessly and she stood up at the same time he did and she grabbed his hand, wanting to make absolutely sure that he really did follow her and he didn't lose his nerve. At the point she was at right now, she might actually scream if he changed his mind. Now that she was insanely turned on, she was wildly curious as to how Daryl moved, how he fucked actually and that fueled her passion even further making her pull him along faster and as soon as they reached the bed, she whirled around to face him.
Daryl followed her back to her room, being pulled along by more than just her hand leading him there. Quite simply, he wanted her. Wanted to bury himself inside her and as shocking as it seemed, he could hardly wait. As soon as they reached the bedside his eyes were narrowed in on her lips and she met his in fervor.
He moved his hands to her arms, running them slowly lower and skating over to her hips, gripping both sides of her waist, her skin so smooth beneath his. He then reached around to her bra clasp and pulled the straps off her arms. He felt her reaching between them to his pants, undoing his belt and then unbuttoning and then unzipping his pants, letting them fall to the floor. She pushed him gently back on the bed and laid her body on top of him continuing to kiss him, her teeth barely nipping at his bottom lip.
He gasped as she bit his lip, feeling his painfully hard cock twitching inside his boxers and loving the feeling of pressure on him where she was positioned on top of him, her breasts pressing into his chest and he could tell without looking that her nipples were already hard. The thought of this made him break the kiss to look at her, wanting to see the physical evidence of her desire. She pulled back at the same time, their eyes really meeting for the first time. The first thing he noticed was how heavy her eyelids appeared and then right after that the fact that her eyes were nothing but pools of black with thin rings of blue. Her lips were swollen and all he wanted to do right now was kiss her again, but he wanted to look at her first so he turned them so they were sideways facing each other as he looked at her body taking in every curve, every nuance.
She was exquisite, the soft hollow at her neck that begged to be kissed, perfect round breasts with light rose-colored nipples budded up just for him. His eyes slipped lower at the smooth expanse of her kissable belly, skimming down over her pale long legs. Legs that he longed to have wrapped around him. He looked back up to her face, taking in her expression. This was Beth. Beth Greene. He felt like his dick might need a reminder but it seemed it didn't matter. He reached out a hand and ran his fingers up her arm as he traced lazy lines and circles, he leaned forward, capturing her lips with his.
Beth watched Daryl as he gazed at her and she let him look at her and as she watched his expression, she could tell that he liked what he saw. She closed her eyes when his lips met hers again and she moved her hands up between them splaying her fingers over his chest, loving the hardness there, so different from her.
As he continued kissing her, she traced her fingers over to his nipples, just barely raking her nails over them. She was desperately hoping he would take the hint and do the same for her nipples but so far all he had done was carefully remove her clothes and run his fingers up her back and over her arms. She wanted more and it was driving her mad.
Once Daryl had reminded himself that it was Beth that he was doing this with, it sobered him a bit. He felt like he needed to slow down in case she wanted to change her mind. He felt like he was a kid again because all he wanted to do was to just get there already but out of respect for her and their friendship, he continued tracing patterns up and down her arms, content for the moment to just kiss her.
He was holding back like he was afraid she was made of glass and she was about out of her mind with desire. Finally, deeming it a certainty that he wasn't going to make the first move, she did it for him. She moved her hand up to where he was rubbing her skin until gooseflesh appeared, grasping his wrist and holding his hand out, placing it firmly on her left breast, hearing a resounding moan from him in the process. He kneaded her breast gently and as Beth looked at him and he looked at her, she knew that was it for her.
It only took a minute for his brain to catch up and react to Beth placing his hand on her breast, so wantonly. So eager for him to touch her, he didn't waste any time as he bent her backwards over one arm, holding her slightly off the bed, her hair trailing down to the covers as he brought his lips to her other nipple, hearing her moan loudly. He teased her nipple, swirling his tongue around it and nipping lightly with his teeth. If he hadn't had a hand behind her she would have fallen back to the bed as she arched her back so sharply thrusting her nipple further into his mouth. He pulled away from her breast then and moved his lips to the other, giving it the same treatment and Beth arched her back again, gasping and reaching out to grip his head, fingers trailing through his hair.
Beth reached down to the waistband of his boxers and Daryl moved his hands down to help her out. Once his underwear was gone, her hands moved to the waistband of her panties and he stilled her hands. For one wild second, she was afraid he was backing out. But he pulled back and looked at her and she understood then that he wanted to remove them himself. He hooked a thumb on each side of the elastic and slid them down her hips, sitting up to drag them over her long lithe thighs to her ankles and she kicked them off the rest of the way. He looked down at her at the the place he longed most to explore and saw that she was shaved and though he thought it impossible, his cock got even harder. He could see the top of her lips were glistening, wet, ready for him.
As Beth slid his boxers all the way off his hips, his cock sprung free and Beth's eyes narrowed on the sheer size of him. Her pussy ached to have him fill her and she reached out to grasp him firmly, pumping her hand up and down over the length of him, hearing him gasp.
"Fuck, Beth!" The expletive was out before he could stop it but it seemed to incite her further as she moved her hand faster and faster. He didn't waste any time in moving his fingers over her skin, his fingertips ghosting the surface of her abdomen, just barely touching her, wanting it to shock her senses. As he slid one finger into her wet folds she instinctively cocked one leg up at the same time she moaned. He slipped a finger inside her pussy and he himself groaned at how tight she was. He inserted another finger and he nearly came with the thought of how she was going to feel wrapped firmly around his cock.
Beth moved her hips off the bed with each thrust of Daryl's fingers inside her pussy and it was no longer enough. She sat up abruptly and reached over to her nightstand, dragging out the box of condoms, the ones for just in case. She fumbled with the unopened box and finally ripped it open, grabbing one of the foil packets, pulling it out.
She looked at him, meeting his eyes as she rolled the condom over his rock-hard length all the way to the base, hearing the hiss that came out of his mouth. It was now or never time, she thought. He moved his hands down to her arms and pulled her on top of him as she sat astride him, her legs gripping his hips. He reached down grasping his cock as Beth positioned herself over him and as she impaled herself over his engorged member they both moaned loudly.
The sudden contact of his hard cock against her most sensitive flesh, pushing himself into her pussy even as she sunk her hips in one downward motion had her nearly writhing on top of him. She stopped as he met the wall of her cervix, wiggling her hips slightly, seating him completely inside her before she began to move her hips again, pumping herself up and down on top of him. She looked at him and his mouth was parted and as he looked at her, he dropped his head back to the pillow and moaned.
Daryl had never felt anything more pleasurable than Beth riding his cock like she'd been in a rodeo her whole life. She was so impossibly tight, her pussy wrapped tightly around his dick providing the most exquisite friction and it threatened to send him over that edge long before he was ready. He reached up to still her hips for a moment and she seemed to understand as she slowed her movements slightly and leaned down to kiss him plunging her tongue into his mouth.
Beth could tell by Daryl's frantic movements that he was going to come if she didn't slow down so she dropped the pace and lowered her lips to his. She continued that rhythm as long as she could and the angle she was now at was ideal for hitting her in all the right places and she seemed to reach the edge only to retreat a moment later. By the time this happened the fifth time, she was so frustrated she began to grind her hips down faster, hearing the slap of skin on every descent. She leaned down to his ear whispering, "Fuck me harder".
Daryl had been trying to hold off but she was driving him crazy. He never realized how passionate she was about sex. He knew she liked it because she talked about it a lot but until she started riding him, he didn't think he fully understood what a vixen she was in the bedroom. He kept trying to keep the pace light and slow, letting it build again but when she whispered those three dirty words right against his ear, something inside of him snapped awake and he had them flipped over in an instant. He reached down and grasped her legs, pushing them back towards her head and then seating himself right between her legs, he let her legs to his shoulders. He looked down at her then where her pussy was turned up perfectly, already fucked slightly pinker and as he lined his dick up with her dripping wet opening, he knew the next time he was going to want to taste her sweetness.
Beth gasped as Daryl flipped them over and threw her legs over his shoulders. She only had one last coherent thought just before he entered her: that Daryl had game. As soon as he was in her again, he set a punishing rhythm for them both, making good on her request. Fuck her harder. Oh he did. As he drove into her again and again, she grunted and gasped and she could almost feel it coming then. Almost as if on instinct, Daryl looked at her and reached between them where their bodies were joined, moving his thumb over her clit, rotating it slightly and applying pressure harder and harder until she felt the tightly wound coil inside her spring loose, the waves of pleasure spiraling down, sending chills and shocks through her all at the same time.
He looked down at her, her firm round breasts bouncing lightly each time he drove back into her. He reached down and found that bundle of nerves, pressing in as he thrust his cock in and out of her at a faster and faster pace and he felt the moment she came undone, her walls clenching around his dick. He he felt his own release coming then and he was helpless to tumble over that edge, feeling every muscle in his body clench and unclench, her orgasm effectively squeezing every last drop of cum from him.
As he finally came back to himself he moved off of her, simultaneously pulling out of her and he reached down and grasped the condom carefully and deposited it the wastebasket by the bed. He rolled over and looked at her, watching him, her chest heaving and her eyes meeting his.
"You are sneaky." She stated it with a grin playing on her features.
He smiled in response. "The fuck you talkin' bout Greene?" He wondered if her orgasm had taken all her brain cells away.
"You. Are. Great. In. Bed." She said, breaking it up for effect.
Daryl chuckled. "You ain't so bad yourself Greene." He couldn't seem to help the constant grin on his face, realizing that he felt more at ease than he had in a long time. Maybe this was a good idea she had here. He wasn't about to tell her that though. Her head was big enough as it was, he thought with a smirk.
"What's that look for?" She said and she realized suddenly that the smile had not left her face and they were still completely naked, like this was something that they did together every day.
Daryl quickly sidestepped her question. "Never mind that. You got some fessin' up to do." He looked at her pointedly and she looked at him blankly for a moment until finally finished his thought. "So, tell me about this girl you kissed."
Beth erupted into a fit of giggles. "I knew it. You are a pervert, Mr. Dixon." Beth took a deep breath before she launched into the story, thinking that this new arrangement wasn't just going to be fun. It was going to be simply delicious.
Whew, okay, 3000 words of Bethyl smut. You're welcome. Haha Seriously though, you guys. Like 23 reviews on the first chapter? And more followers and favorites than I even know because I can't keep up with my notifications! You are the BEST BEST BEST readers in the world and no one will ever convince me otherwise. Thank you for reading and reviewing. So I got a few votes on this story. Some said full length fic. A couple said a mini-fic but I need to hear from everyone so I can start mapping stuff out.
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