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This will be a series of one shots. They are stand alones, unless noted, so there will be many different scenarios for each couple/character.
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He stood in the shadows, his stealth was his biggest asset. Watched as she went through the routine she had no doubt repeated since she was a child. Her long, work toned arms moved the brush along the mane of the horse. He really knew nothing about animals, especially horses, but he was a fast learner. He'd learn everything he could about horses if it would get him closer to her. They had settled in at the farm a little over a week ago. He had been basically stalking her since he had seen her.
He watched her reach down and grab the horses foot, gently prying something out of its hoof. She reached over and started singing to the horse, a soft comforting melody that had the horse nuzzling into her.
That was the moment he fell in love with Maggie Greene.
After following her for another few days she had finally confronted him and they fell into an easy companionship. She would go tend the horses and she would find things around the barn for him to do. Fixing this, moving that. She wouldn't admit it to him, but she liked having him close. Ever since this thing had happened she hadn't felt close to anyone. Her stepmother and brother were dead and Beth was clinging to their father. And she and her father, well, they didn't see eye-to-eye most of the time. She dearly loved her father, but he could be a stubborn old man.
About three weeks into their stay, Glenn saw first hand Maggie going up against her father. Herschel had told them all to get the hell out. Apparently he had caught Shane sneaking out of Loris room while Rick was on watch. Herschel had started ranting about the bible and heathens, but Glenn was too busy to hear all of it. He and Daryl were trying to separate Rick and Shane who were now throwing wild punches, intent on killing each other. The next morning Herschel had announced calmly that the group could stay, but they were banished from the house and he would shoot Shane on sight if he dared go near his daughters.
Maggie saw red when her father announced that they had to leave the house. Him and his stupid pride. They were vulnerable outside. Glenn was vulnerable outside. She went after her father, trying to talk to him.
"Maggie, I've said my piece, nothing is going to change."
"Daddy, please, just listen."
"No!" He yelled, his face going red. "The only reason you want them to stay in this house is because of that boy. I will not just let them stay so you can spread your legs for him whenever you want!"
That was it. She brought her hand back and slapped her father across the face as hard as she could. She lunged for him, but Carol's thin arms went around her waist and pulled her outside with surprising strength. Carol whispered in her ear as she dragged her away.
"This isn't helping Maggie. Give your father some time to calm down. Please."
Herschel followed them out on the porch, a shocked look on his face. He was angry, but confused. He and Maggie had their troubles before but neither of them had ever raised a hand to each other. She was usually an obedient daughter.
Maggie shook Carol off and stared defiantly at her father.
"Don't you ever speak to me like that again! I am not a whore, I have not slept with Glenn!"
Glenn rubbed a hand along his face. He knew everyone was staring at him, including Herschel. He prayed for a walker at that moment.
"You keep clinging to that bible like it's a life raft daddy. Well it aint. This is a new world we live in. We face enough danger every day without having to worry about your prurient judgment. You want these people out of the house, fine! But I will be out here with them. I will not set one foot inside that house until you apologize to me you senile old fool!"
With that, Maggie turned and stalked off to the barn, everyone staring after her.
Everyone began setting up their tents in the yard. Daryl came over to Glenn, his eyes still on Rick and Shane, trying to keep them a far away from each other as possible. Daryl and Glenn watched in abject disgust as Lori gathered up her things and headed for Shanes tent. Shane shot Rick smile and motioned for Carl to follow his mother. Daryl barely held back a laugh as Carl gave Shane the finger and crawled into his fathers tent.
"Carl. That was rude. Don't do it again." Rick spoke loudly, even though Carl was already inside the tent.
Rick shrugged his shoulders at Shane and gave him the same gesture Carl did, following his son in.
Daryl rubbed his hand along his jaw.
"Shit. I'm gonna put our tents in between those two, got it? I'm gonna share with Carol, you and Maggie take my tent. Don't wanna leave the girls by themselves. We need to be able to get to Carl if all hell breaks loose between Rick and Shane. He'll shoot Shane in the goddamn face."
"Which one, Rick or Carl?"
Daryl snorted. "Either. Both."
Glenn kicked at a dirt clump on the ground. He knew Daryl would probably punch him in the face, but what the hell.
"You and Carol-?"
Daryl shot him a look.
"Shut the fuck up shortround! Damn kid, ya got a fuckin dirty mind."
He looked back at her tent where she crouched, concentrating on making a fire. "She sure is pretty though."
He looked at Glenn who smiled. Shit, he didn't mean to say it out loud.
"You tell anyone I said that yer gonna have an arrow in yer ass, got me?"
Glenn nodded.
Daryl rolled his eyes and pointed towards the barn.
"That girl just smacked her pa in the face over you boy. Better man up and take care a that shit."
He found her there, banging a pail against one of the posts in the barn. By the time he got there, the thing had a huge dent in it and tears were trailing down her face. Still, he knew her by now. Knew she needed to get it out before he approached her, otherwise he would get that bucket upside his head. She slammed the bucket against the post one more time. The handle gave way and she pitched forward into the hay, spent. She lay back, panting from the exertion of fighting with an immovable object.
Glenn calmly walked over, threw himself down into the hay next to her. He put his hands behind his head, waiting for her to talk. She reached up and grabbed his hand, bringing it to rest with hers in between them. She massaged his thumb with her finger before speaking.
"I'm so sorry about that. What my daddy said."
Glenn felt a little nervous about what he was about to do. They had never kissed. Held hands a couple of times, but that was it. He brought her hands up to his lips and gently kissed her hand. She turned in the hay so she was facing him, the streaks on her face drying now. He stayed on his back, not trusting himself to get too close. Hell, if she looked at him the right way, he would probably jump her right now.
That's when it happened. He lay there dumbfounded as Maggie suddenly leaned over and kissed him on the lips. She tasted so sweet he couldn't help himself. He let himself be pinned under her as she straddled him. Their lips never broke contact. Suddenly something broke inside of him and he couldn't get enough of her. He sat up, nearly bucking her off of his lap. He pushed her shirt up over her head and tossed it next to him. She suddenly looked shy as she cast her eyes downward at his eyes roaming over her white lace bra. He tilted her head back up, looking in her eyes. This was where he belonged. He gripped the back of her head and pulled her in closer, reveling in the heat of her bare skin. His lips roamed from her mouth, along the slender column of her neck. He licked the skin along her bra strap, sliding it down her shoulder with one finger. He repeated his actions on the other side, and she moaned, wriggling in his lap. Glenn was no virgin, but if she kept that up he was going to come like one.
He paused, suddenly nervous. Maggie made the decision for him and reached around her back, unhooking her bra and letting it fall. He felt his breath hitch as he saw her cover herself with her hands. He gripped her hands, pushing them away as his mouth latched onto a pink, perfect nipple. He swirled his tongue around the peak, suckling gently. Maggie threw her head back and he bucked up into her. The heat from her arousal evident even through her jeans.
Suddenly Maggie found herself under him. Her hips were still moving of their own volition, seeking the hardness between his legs. She stopped when Glenn nuzzled into her neck, whispering in her hear. "Do you want me to stop?" He rolled his hips into her, the length of him pressing into her core. She arched her back, her nipples pebbling. "No, please don't stop. She said breathily. Looking back, Glenn would swear it only took him about five seconds to get her and himself completely naked and covered with a blanket he found on one of the hooks in the barn. But he knew it had to have been longer. He looked at her, naked and shy beneath him. He kissed her with all he had, her legs wrapped around his waist, searching, wanting. But he wanted to take his time. He wanted to show her he loved her, not give any credence to what her father had called her. He nibbled along her neck, suckled at her breasts, biting at her nipples gently. He kissed her belly button, moving downward. He felt her tense up as he hooked her legs over his shoulder and slowly opened her for his mouth.
Maggie couldn't believe what he was doing. She tensed, not really knowing what to do. She wasn't a virgin, but she didn't think that a quick romp in the back of Andrew Carters Ford had really prepared her for this. Suddenly she wondered if anyone else would come looking for her. Her mind was fogged with the sensations of what Glenn was doing with his tongue, but what if Rick or Carol or someone came to look for her. Shit! She closed her legs, trapping Glenn's head. He reluctantly freed himself and moved up along her body.
"What's wrong? Do you want me to stop?"
She looked at him, panic and lust warring in her eyes.
"Yes," she said too quickly. She saw hurt in his eyes and leaned forward, bringing her mouth to his.
"No, I don't want you to stop. I'm just worried someone will come in here."
She was surprised when Glenn chuckled.
"No one is going to come in here. Daryl will make sure of that."
"Jesus Glenn! How the hell does Daryl know what we're doin in here?"
Glenn shrugged, already pushing her back down into the hay, hovering above her.
"He sent me in here. Said I needed to man up."
She grinned up at him, brushing his bangs away from his forehead.
"Oh really? And is that what you are trying to do here, Mr. Rhee? Man up?"
Glenn knew she was joking, but she needed to know how he felt about her. He looked down at her and stared straight into her eyes. She saw his determination and her smile dropped away.
"I'm not trying to prove anything to anyone. I want you to know that." He paused, treating his next words like a Band-Aid being ripped off quickly. "I also want you to know that I am in love with you Maggie Greene."
He paused, waiting for her to say something, anything. When she didn't, he continued. Too late to go back now.
"I know you may not feel that way about me, at least not yet, but-"
He was cut off by Maggie wrapping her legs around his waist, and pulling him down into a blistering kiss. She looked up into his face, tears glistening in her eyes.
"I love you too Glenn."
She smiled and brought her hand in between their bodies, gripping his hard length, bringing it to her entrance. Glenn gritted his teeth as he entered her, her back arched in response and she pulled him deeper into her body.
Daryl was getting worried. Rick and Shane hadn't been too much of a pain in his ass, keeping to their own sides of their makeshift tent city. He had sent Glenn into the barn over two hours ago, and he hadn't seen him since. Shit, maybe walkers got him, maybe he got too fresh and Maggie clocked him. Hell, they coulda run away together, who the hell knew. But he had to check, just to make sure the kid was ok. He peered into the tent he and Carol would share. He saw her with her sleeping bag pushed up against the far side of the tent, as far away from him as she could be. Great, this was gonna to be harder than he thought.
"Hey, I'm goin to make sure Glenns alright. You wanna stay here and babysit the two jackasses or ya wanna come for a walk?"
She stopped laying out her sleeping bag, considering the offer.
"I think I'll come, if that ok. I want to make sure Maggies ok too."
As they passed the house, Herschel came out with a flashlight in one hand, a shotgun in the other.
"I'm going to check the orchard for Maggie. I'll circle back to the barn."
Daryl nodded.
Suddenly Carol gripped his hand. "Um, I think we should get to the barn before Herschel does."
He looked at her puzzled. "Why?"
She laughed at him as she started walking quickly towards the barn, him following behind her.
Maggie was so warm, so content. She felt him behind her, his arms wrapped around her middle, not loosening his grip, even though he was snoring softly. She chuckled, moving to find her clothes when she heard the barn door open. Not quite knowing what to do, she pulled the blanket over both of their heads, hoping to hide from whoever it was. Glenn was having the most wonderful dream. It involved Maggie coming out of the shower, water dripping over her breasts, down between her legs-
Suddenly he felt something hard bump against his leg. Wide awake now, he realized he had the blanket over his head. He slowly pulled the blanket down, hoping to god it was just some animal who had wandered in bumping at his foot. He was mortified when he looked straight into the eyes of none other than Daryl Dixon, crossbow across his back. And the son of a bitch had a huge grin on his face. He suddenly remembered Maggie, and looked over, hoping that she was still covered up.
"Uh, hey Daryl."
"Hey kid."
Daryl didn't think he had ever seen anyone turn so beet red in his life. He grinned as Glenn looked around the barn and his eyes landed on Carol who was busy grabbing all the discarded clothing.
She walked over and stood above them, a grin rivaling Daryl's on her face.
"Hey Glenn."
Glenn rubbed his hand over his face. Jesus, could this get any worse.
He nodded at her. "Carol."
Carol chuckled and then cleared her throat. "Hey Maggie."
Maggie spoke up, her voice muffled from beneath the blanket. "Hey Carol."
"Um, you guys might want to get your clothes on. Your daddy's looking for you."
Glenn had never seen anyone move so fast. She threw off the blanket, standing up in all her naked glory.
Carol laughed as Daryl turned his back. "What the fuck girl?"
Glenn stared at her, horrified.
"Oh, don't you give me that look Glenn Rhee! My daddy probably had his shotgun with him, and I swear to God he will shoot you in the dick if he finds us like this."
Glenn shot up now, not caring about his nakedness. Carol averted her eyes as she tossed them their clothes.
They rushed past Daryl and Carol still pulling on clothes. Glenn looked back at Daryl. "You sure we can have your tent?"
"Yeah, just make sure her daddy don't find ya doin nothing in there either. Don't need no goddamn holes in a perfectly good tent. Tents for sleeping kid."
Maggie and Glenn rushed out of the barn, Glenn hopping on one foot to get his shoes on.
Carol chuckled. "You know that aren't just going to sleep in there, right?"
Daryl sighed. "Yeah, I know."
He surprised her by nudging her with his shoulder.
"Tent sex is the best though."
Carol stood there in shock as Daryl left the barn, laughing.