Disclaimer: I do not own The Walking Dead or its characters I'm just borrowing them so I can make them be naughty, hehe.

…

~ Author's Note ~

Here we are! I really hope you guys reading this like it and I hope it satisfies you ;) This is not the last piece of smut in this story you can be sure haha. Also there's a nod to a joke made by Norman's character Bauer in Air - a film I really enjoyed - in this chapter so if you've seen it you probably know what I mean since this is the smut filled chapter, yay! If you haven't seen it you should definitely check it out!

Also this chapter will have both point of views at the same time so I hope that's not too confusing. I wanted to give both their thoughts on different scenes at once instead of breaking it up and repeating it all over again.

I hope you like it.

Chapter Three

- Magic Hands -

Beth was persistent he'd give her that. When she saw he was hard from the massage she had given him he thought for sure she would leave disgusted but she surprised him by apologizing like it was her fault and then called herself an idiot.

Daryl had tried to get her to leave, he really had but then his mind took that moment to remind him that if he really didn't want her to do it, if he really wanted her to leave then he would have kicked her out of his cell quicker than Michonne slashing heads off in the middle of a walker herd.

He was aching for her and the more Beth refused to leave, the more she talked him into doing what he wanted – which felt like more than anything he can ever remember wanting – the more he caved to her gentle reassurances.

Daryl thought he'd known Beth but this girl was more curious and bold than he had ever imagined, and it just made him harder. Everything she was fucking doing was making him harder; the demure way she crossed her ankles, how she twirled her hair around her finger nervously, and her eyes – those big fucking blue eyes that had him feeling like he would fall into them and become lost – the look she had in them for a moment here and there gave him a taste of how he imagined they would look with him above her; making her moan and scream his name with pleasure as he trusted deep between her thighs.

Beth actually looked excited at the thought of touching him and making him cum which baffled him, he didn't understand it but he saw nothing but curiosity, tenderness and a nervous excitement radiating from her and so he found himself protesting less and less.

The fact that she had never done this – and he would make a bet from how she was acting that she had never even seen a cock before – was the only thing holding him back from screaming yes fucking please touch my cock before I die! Her calling him attractive and sexy wasn't helping and he could feel himself blush like some God damn schoolboy. He had never thought of himself that way, whether he was handsome or sexy, because it was useless to wonder about those things but he had to admit he liked that fact that when she looked at him she liked what she saw, unless she was lying and Daryl was sure Beth Greene was as far from a liar as you could get.

He found that he trusted her and he'd felt himself give in to her but not without one last plea for her to leave before he lost the will to refuse completely, he'd had to make sure. But he'd fucked up as her face fell when he said 'please.' Her eyes had dimmed, suddenly looking sad and apologetic again. She'd refused to meet his eyes as she looked away embarrassed and he couldn't let her leave thinking he wasn't into her because of her lack of experience or her looks. He was not that cruel and before he'd known it her wrist was in his tight grip, and he'd felt like with one squeeze he could snap it but he knew she was stronger than that, stronger than she looked.

After him stuttering out that he thought she was pretty and that he just didn't understand why she wanted to put her innocent hands on him she came back to sit on his bed again and convinced him some more to give in with her caring eyes and encouraging words.

Soon she was asking if she could touch his cock and when that word had left her lips through a smirk, he'd felt himself still completely. Before, he thought that she would never dare to even think that word and he'd desperately wanted to hear her say it in that sweet melodic voice of hers again and again.

Next thing he knew her hand was hovering over his cock. He'd felt it twitch as if reaching for her and he had to take a deep breath as he watched her hand descend to his hardness to rest there making him sigh. He'd flicked his eyes to hers quickly and they had been locked on his. He'd cleared his suddenly dry throat before asking if she was sure about this and her response was to rub up his still covered length while humming her affirmation and she'd almost sounded like a kitten purring in contentment.

Now everything she was doing was driving Daryl insane but he wasn't about to push her and rush this, he'd let her do whatever the fuck she wanted at this point. He saw her eyes widen as his dick twitched under her hand making him chuckle and it reminded him that she was experiencing all of this for the first time. He felt kind of honored which was a weird feeling, he had never felt honored before, and he was surprised he could name the feeling at all.

When Beth dragged her nails along the trail of hair leading into his pants his whole body trembled in a shiver. His stomach clenched and he could feel pre-cum leaking from the tip of his cock onto his hot skin. He couldn't take his eyes off her as she felt him over his pants. Her eyes locked on his and watched him while he watched her and the look in her eyes had him caught.

"Can I have a kiss Daryl?" He was shocked again for a moment making him huff a laugh but then he was suddenly not surprised because this was Beth, and he knew she would want to at least kiss him before she jerked him off. He still couldn't believe she was about to do this but he didn't believe for a second that she would back out since he could see the determination to make him feel good residing there in her eyes. His mouth twitched in a smile.

A kiss felt a little more intimate a thing suddenly, he was never one for kissing whenever he fucked a girl in some dive bar before but he'd give it his best go anyhow, for her. He swallowed, feeling a little more nervous now before replying with, "if you want."

Beth smiled and scooted closer to him so she could reach his face as she leaned forward closing her eyes. He let his own drift shut and then he felt her soft lips gently press against his own, it was probably the most chaste kiss he'd ever had but the best by far already. She peppered his lips with little pecks and then gently grazed his bottom lip with her teeth before slowly pulling away. But Daryl's right hand seemed to have a mind of its own as it reached around the back of her head to tangle into her soft locks, unwilling to let her go yet.

She surged back to him at his prompting, resting her hand on his chest. He trailed the tip of his tongue along the seam of her lips seeking entrance into her hot mouth. Beth obliged by opening for him and meeting his tongue with her own, gently sliding against his as they explored each other's mouth. Soon they ran out of breath and pulled apart, breathing heavily. She pecked his lips again and it was such a sweet thing he found himself returning it before she sat up with a shy smile and scooted back down to her previous spot.

Daryl watched her lick her lips as if savoring his taste as she moved her hands to his belt buckle. Her hands trembled slightly and he took them both in one of his own, rubbing his thumb along her satin soft skin. But she spoke before he could again question what they were about to do.

"It's okay, I'm just nervous but it doesn't mean I don't want this, I just want to please you so bad."

Daryl released her hand and nodded his head as he was unable to form words to what she had just said to him.

He felt a nervous fluttering in his stomach as Beth unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants before she slowly lowered the zipper. His cock was pulsing with anticipation as she tugged down his jeans and he lifted his hips to help. She rubbed him again before pulling the elastic at the top of his boxers away from his skin but it slipped through her fingers and snapped back on the head of his cock making him jump and grunt at the surge of pleasure he felt.

Beth jumped herself and quickly apologized, obviously thinking she'd hurt him which caused her cheeks to redden some more at her clumsiness but he managed to grunt out, "It's alrigh' Beth, y' didn't hurt me."

She smiled at him again before moving her eyes back to where he was needy and wanting before slowly pulling his boxers away from his cock to slide them down his hips revealing him to her.

Daryl watched her eyes go wide and her throat work as she finally saw him spring free from his boxers; his cock rock hard for her. She looked up at him mouth open in a little 'o' shape as her breathing picked up. She began to run her index finger from his base to tip along the vein there as she touched him for the first time. His breath left his lungs in a whoosh as he watched his dick twitch against her finger.

"So hard and soft at the same time," Beth mused seemingly to herself and suddenly she was gripping him gently in her hand and lifting his cock up for full access. Soon her hand was moving slowly up and down, gathering the wetness at the tip and sliding it down his shaft making him groan.

Beth couldn't take her eyes away from his length as she revealed him to her hungry gaze, and her clit pulsed making her thighs clench together. Daryl was so big and ready and she wanted to make him come so bad but she took her time to enjoy it, enjoy the way she saw him fighting for control as she dragged her finger up the vein she saw and watched him twitch again. She grasped him in her palm to see him better before her eyes went to his face as she moved her hand up and down his slick cock. Hearing him groan sent a pooling wetness to gather between her legs; she felt so turned on.

Beth's hand moved down along Daryl's long thick cock and she marveled at the feel of him, so hard and silky all at the same time. When she reached the base of him she shivered at the thought of him being inside of her, stretching and filling her up where no man had ever been, and it sent a spike of fear piercing through her since his size would surely hurt her but the throb of her clit told her that this thought wasn't exactly turning her off. She didn't think she had ever been so wet and she completely understood the word 'horny' now like she never had before.

Daryl watched her soft hand sliding up and down is aching cock and couldn't believe this was happening to him. Her hand looked even smaller than usual wrapped around his neglected erection. The sight she made gripping and pumping him as he lay in his cot, one hand sliding along his length while the other primly rested in her lap before gripping her thigh and squeezing her legs together had to be the single sexiest fucking thing he'd ever laid his old tired eyes on, and he was hanging on for dear life trying to prolong it. He didn't want it to end no matter how he had said no to her in the beginning.

"Like this?" Beth asked him softly, not wanting to pull him out of the pleasure he was feeling from her dainty hand sliding slowly along his throbbing length.

"Yeah … fuck," his voice was soft and breathy, almost a whisper that she didn't expect and seeing the pleasure in his eyes – how relaxed and carefree he looked – filled her chest with some unknown emotion. This was what she had wanted and she didn't even fully know why yet but she had always been a people pleaser and while she didn't come into his cell with the intention of making him cum for her she wouldn't change it for anything as she listened to his chest rumble when she gripped him a little harder and curiously watched as his foreskin pulled back with the movement of her hand. It made her feel more powerful and womanly than she'd ever felt before.

Daryl couldn't ever remember feeling this turned on, this hard and ready to explode. He was actually glad Beth was being slow and gentle with him because if she knew what she was doing and was more confident with her actions he would have blown his load already. But he could feel a steady heat build in his abdomen at her slow ministrations which let him hang on that much longer. When he eventually came he knew it would be hard and long and he wanted to see her reaction more than anything. He knew her wide eyes and gasps would have him cuming all that much harder for her.

Seeing Daryl let himself be this vulnerable with her after so much resisting made the moment that much better for her.

He gently bucked his hips towards her hand, seeking more friction, and she watched as a trail of pre-cum ran slowly from the slit of his pulsing cock down over her fingers which had her eyes widening in curiosity and arousal. Beth had never thought giving a 'hand job' – as her friends used to call it – would turn her on so much or that she'd like it that much. She suddenly had the urge to taste him but she held herself back, she wasn't ready for that yet and she didn't think he was either. She couldn't believe Daryl was letting her do this at all.

The way Beth's eyes widened when pre-cum leaked from his tip to trail over her hand made his cock twitch and pulse in her grip. How her tongue licked along her lips as if she was imagining what he tasted like and seeing her exploring him with such curiosity and heat was something he would never forget.

The way she kept squeezing her legs together clearly looking for friction to sate her growing desire told him that she was turned on. Also, he could smell a hint of her arousal, and knowing that she was getting wet from pleasuring him nearly sent him over the edge. Daryl knew he wouldn't last another minute with her scent now filling his cell and all he wanted right then was a taste of her. He could imagine it, sweet and cloying on his tongue as he licked up her slit to her aching clit while drowning in her wetness as he sent her screaming over the edge.

"You're so big I can hardly get my hand fully around you."

Beth's voice was different than she had ever heard it sound before. Still quiet but breathy with hint of awe at what she was doing, seeing and learning, and she saw Daryl noticing it too. She giggled a little at his face and the situation. It wasn't uncomfortable surprisingly so and he gave her a soft smile in return.

"You don't gotta be so gentle girl," he told her nicely and she saw his ears flush at his words.

The way she smiled at him; this wasn't as awkward as he would've imagined.

"Okay… show me? I don't wanna hurt you," Beth asked him uncertainly. That was the last thing she wanted to do, she wanted to make him feel so good and she hoped that she could.

"Y' ain't gonna hurt me," Daryl scoffed at her with a smile.

"Still, I want you to … to put your hand on mine," she nearly whispered the last part and the words stammered out of her mouth as she glanced up at him nervously. She didn't know why she was embarrassed asking him that but she was. "Please," she added politely.

Her asking him to show her how he liked it, to wrap his rough hand around her soft one and pump his aching cock almost made him cum right then.

Daryl just stared at her as if trying to solve a puzzle and then his big hand engulfed hers and squeezed around his twitching cock making him groan deeply. Beth's eyes widened at how rough his hand was as he moved her own up and down with his, squeezing and flicking his wrist. How she wasn't hurting him she didn't know, but his face was pure pleasure and it spurred her on to take back control from him.

Daryl whimpered, actually whimpered when she took her hand away from his now engorged cock. But then her hand moved to his ball-sack and he felt her rolling him gently in her hand. Feeling what it was like before her attention went back to his cock.

She felt her pussy clench tight when she imagined how he would feel pumping into her tight heat like this and she squeezed her hand around him like her walls would.

"Shit Beth, you're so good, so fucking good."

Beth needed to make him cum now and her one hand didn't feel like enough, she wanted to imagine as she was doing it that it was her walls clenching around him instead of her hands.

Daryl caught her biting her lip while taking a glance at his eyes to see his reaction as she added her left hand to her motions, squeezing him even harder and pumping him faster. Her right hand was focused on the tip, squeezing, massaging and twisting while she moved the left around the base to do the same making his hips start bucking into her magic fucking hands. He watched her eyes as he felt the pressure curl and build like a rumbling volcano in his belly before his breath hitched and the heat burning there spread and intensified throughout his whole body.

She knew he was close when his hips started moving more frantically and he looked so sexy in that moment she wouldn't ever forget the image he made. Knowing that no one but her had seen him like that had her flooding into her already soaking panties and shorts.

And when his hand suddenly gripped her leg she thought she was going to explode herself.

"Beth," he grunted out just before he felt himself cuming, pleasure exploding throughout his body almost violently. He tried to force his eyes to stay on her to catch her reaction to the streaming bursts of cum she was pumping and milking from his cock as he grunted and thrusted through the release she was giving him. Her eyes widened even more and her mouth made another little 'o' of surprise as she continued her milking of him. Her eyes were glued to the jets of cum shooting from his pulsing cock.

Beth felt his cock pulse hard as he came and she watched some of it hit the bottom of the bunk above them with the rest landing all the way up to his collarbones peeking out of his shirt and then dripping all over her hand. The stifled noises he made and the way his hips thrusted up into her hands made her unable to look away from him, she was completely captivated.

"Oh my God," she whispered while watching him still cuming. He wasn't shooting anymore but leaking onto her hands slowly as she brought him back down. She watched his body twitch with aftershocks as he breathed deeply with his eyes closed.

He was right, he did come hard and for longer than he ever thought he could. His body was shaking with aftershocks and twitches while his breathing slowed down and his heart pounded behind his breastbone.

"Wow, that was the hottest thing I've ever seen, I wanna do it again," Beth rushed out breathlessly, then seeming to realize her words the biggest blush yet spread across her cheeks and over her heaving chest.

He chuckled as much as his body would allow. "Jesus Beth."

Christ she's going to kill me.

"Was that good? I mean I didn't really know what I was doing," Beth asked.

"Fuck I think you're a damn natural girl." His reply made her smile a little proudly and he smiled back at her before closing his eyes to revel in his post orgasmic state.

He opened his eyes when he felt her clean him up with his red rag, gently tuck his spent cock back into his boxers, zip up his pants and buckle his belt closed for him. She had a look of contentment and satisfaction on her gently smiling face from what she did for him, and his chest filled with a spreading warmth he was too fucked to think much on.

He could smell what they had done in the room but he knew she hadn't cum and must still be turned on, but she didn't ask him to help her and he felt like he should reciprocate somehow.

"I could help with that, if you like," he imitated her question that had started all of this with a lazy smirk.

"With what?" she asked in confusion, clearly not getting what he was asking her. It made him pause in how to explain that he knew she was as turned on as he was. He decided to be blunt if only to see her blush shyly again.

"I can smell that you're turned on Beth."

Her eyes widened and her face flushed beet red as she stuttered out, "Wha- what? I …." She was shocked.

Could he really smell me?

Suddenly she was completely embarrassed and so she covered her face with her hands since she didn't want him to see her mortification. Then she felt him grip her wrists to pull them away from her red hot face.

"Y' ain't gotta be embarrassed, it's hot as fuck girl. Knowing that you liked it made it better," he whispered reassuringly. He was a little embarrassed himself at the words that just left his mouth.

"Really?" Beth asked breathlessly because he was suddenly sitting up in the bed and his face was so close to her own that she could feel his breath on her flushed skin. His hands held her wrists gently as he soothed her embarrassment, his thumbs caressing her skin.

"Yeah really."

"Oh. You don't gotta just cause I did." She shook her head.

"I wanna… if…" He looked down suddenly unsure. It was one thing to let her put her hands on him but that she would want his hands on her was something else entirely. "If y' want me to." Daryl looked to her face again seeing her blink at his response.

"I do," she whispered. "Very much." Beth was smiling timidly at him now. "You really want to?" She had to make sure.

"Fuck yeah." It was a statement.

"But I wouldn't be taking care of you like I wanted if I just got you all worked up again now would I?" He smirked while shaking his head reluctantly and she smiled with such a tender look in her eyes it caught his breath in his chest. This girl really did just want to take care of him; nobody had ever done that before and definitely never wanted to especially to this degree. It filled him with such affection for this sweet girl that it scared him suddenly; he had never felt this way towards anyone before and never so suddenly.

"Maybe when you're fully rested we can pick this back up? Would you want me to do that for you again?"

"You can do whatever the fuck y' like with me Beth." And it was true, he trusted this girl.

"Okay." She pushed him back gently to lie down, she wanted him to try and sleep but she paused before getting up to leave. She didn't want the moment to end yet but he needed his sleep. First though she wanted one more thing from him.

"Have I earned a goodbye kiss Mr. Dixon?"

"Come 'ere."

He was obviously getting sleepy so she leaned over him again and kissed him slowly, just a sweet press of lips. She pulled away to watch his eyes drift closed before opening again to watch her. She smiled and kissed his cheek.

"Sleep Daryl, I won't let anyone disturb you," Beth said kindly before moving to the cell door. She turned before moving the sheet aside to see him watching her sleepily making her smile more.

"No regrets Daryl," she felt the need to say.

She gave him a wink and a giggle before peeking out behind the sheet and when she didn't see anyone around she turned back to see his eyes closing as he fell asleep. Beth left Daryl's cell to head towards the showers with a warm feeling in her chest, her panties drenched and a confident sway to her step that was never there before.

~ Author's Note ~

There we go, I hoped you all enjoyed it!

Please leave a note about what you thought, I would really love that!

Writing scenes like this is so fun but posting it is a little embarrassing to be honest. It's why it has taken me so long to post this story, so a comment from you would make me really happy unless this chapter is terrible, then I'd probably die of mortification lol.

Anyway more chapters to come! Not sure when though, I need to work out a few things first but I will post some excerpts on my Tumblr and let you know when I plan on posting a new chapter!

Thank you for reading and hopefully I will hear from you soon.

Until next time. Have a great day :)

Edited: 29/April/19