So to explain a few things...
Daryl and Beth are BOTH OOC. Daryl knows what he wants and isn't afraid to go for it. Beth knows what she doesn't want and fixing the problem. Her reasoning will be explain in a future chapter as will Daryl's but for now how about we just go on the ride of this new relationship that is growing in the apocalyptic world.
Re-posted with some wording issues that was pointed out by a reviewer! Thanks for picking up on it and not being afraid to mention it to me in a nice way. I am thankful because I don't typically go back and proofread over the chapter if I am on a roll...so I really am dependent on y'all!
Chapter 3
"We missed you yesterday, Bethy." My dad told me as I walked into the kitchen to grab me a plate of scrambled eggs and some peaches that were way past their expiration date to really be healthy for you.
Sitting down beside him I placed a kiss to his wrinkled cheek. "I need to do this dad."
He chuckled as he scooped up some of his own eggs. "Okay. Just please be careful while doing it."
"I will. Has anything come about with the escape plan I keep hearing about?" I asked as I poked at the peaches before taking a deep breath and spearing one with my fork. "I swear if those walkers don't kill me, eating this crap will." I mumbled as I shoved it in my mouth to calm the ache in my stomach.
"One of the Woodbury ladies, Jill, mentioned some cabins up near the Blue Ridge mountains that could be a good place. We're getting a scout team together now to go check it out." He told me and immediately I knew that Daryl would be going with them because he went on every scout mission/run without fail. But he wouldn't be going this go round without me! He just didn't know it yet.
I nodded as I shoveled the fresh eggs into my mouth, they came from the chickens we had outside so I knew they wouldn't kill me or upset my stomach. "I want to go." I told my dad as I finally put my fork down and turned to face him. "I need to go, Dad."
He reached over cupping my cheek in his palm. "Everybody automatically assumes Maggie is the strongest one out of you two girls but I have a feeling you are about to prove them wrong. You're a grown girl, Bethy, by age and circumstances both, so you don't need my permission anymore. All I ask is please be careful and stick with Daryl until you get even better at fighting those things." He told me as he pulled me to him for a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks, Daddy. I love you." I whispered against his cheek as I placed a return kiss there.
"You remind me so much of your momma when you get something in your head like this." He told me with a watery smile as I stood from the table to take my plate to the bin before racing outside to find Daryl and let him know my decision to come along. "I love you too, sweetheart."
Broaching the subject with Daryl caused our first argument.
I found him doing a pre-run check on his motorcycle. "I want to come with you." I told him as I sat in the grass beside the handkerchief where he had his tools spread out.
"No." He said without looking at me.
"Why not?" I asked as I casually leaned back on my hands.
He glared in my direction. "Because I said so, that's why."
I returned his glare much like I returned the kiss to my Daddy's cheek earlier. "You think just because you've had your hand down my pants that you can tell me what to do?" I snapped at him.
"It's precisely that reason that you can't come, baby girl." He told me with a shake of his head. "I've got to keep a clear head out there so I can do that again."
Growling in his direction I leaned forward, getting as close to him as I could without causing a bigger scene than we already were. "Don't try to sweeten me up by using sex talk and my new nickname, it ain't gonna work. I'm coming."
He threw his tools down and snatched a cigarette from his shirt pocket and lighting it quickly. "I'm not trying to sweeten you up, Beth. We will be distractions for one another out there Which is dangerous enough in this world much less in new unexplored territory. It's just not safe."
"Bullshit." I told him with a shake of my head. "Jill's going and you've fucked her so why isn't she a distraction too?"
His eyes widened when he realized I knew about the romp him and the pretty blonde from Woodbury had partook in a few days after her group had come here. "You know about that?"
"Mhm. Who don't know about that? She's the biggest gossip I've ever seen and that's saying a lot because I was in high school when this started." I told him as I once again relaxed back on my hands. Because I knew that I was going, if he didn't let me ride with him then I would ride in the truck Glen was driving for any supplies acquired along the way. One way or another I was going.
Exhaling a long breath of smoke he stubbed out his cigarette before putting it back in his pocket for later before looking over at me. "Is that the real reason why you want to go? Stake your claim on me without your father's watchful eye? Are you jealous?" He growled at me.
I shook my head. "Nope, my Daddy said to be careful and stick close to you but that I was an adult and didn't need his permission for anything. I want to go because I need to get out of this place for a few days, Daryl. Getting to ride on the back of your motorcycle hugged up against you is just a really nice bonus." I told him as I leaned my head to the side in nonchalance. As I thought more about him and Jill doing some of the things we'd done caused me to sit up growl in his direction. "Should I be jealous of Jill?"
He laughed before reaching out to tap me on the end of the nose. "No. It was a quickie against a wall, Beth. From behind. You are woman enough for me though riding with a hard-on the entire way is going to be really uncomfortable." He said resignedly.
"Yay!" I said as I threw my arms up in the air at the fact that I had gotten my way an won our first argument.
"Get out of here so I can finish looking over my bike without you distracting me." He told with a shake of his head and a smile.
Taking a look around I noticed that nobody was paying us any attention so I leaned forward really quick and placed a quick kiss to his lips, stunning him, before jumping up. "Don't put your things in a bag, we'll just pack one instead of two." He told me before I had gotten too far away.
Since we had been at the prison almost several months I had started accumulating things once again so I sifted through my small pile of clothes and picked the pair of jeans that had the least amount of holes in them because while it was summer time, going up in the mountains on a motorcycle could be chilly plus the night would be even cooler. I was sifting through my shirts when Maggie strode in without 'knocking' or anything. "Don't you have someone else you can bug? I'm tired of being criticized by you lately. And I'm busy." I asked her as I picked out a short sleeve and a long sleeve shirt as well as a clean sports bra and a pair of panties to roll inside my jeans.
"What's gotten in to you lately?" Maggie asked as she sat on the edge of my bed watching me roll my clothes up tightly before placing them on the small metal desk that sat in the corner of the small cell.
With a heavy sigh I sat down on the edge of my to face my sister. "I'm just tired of being treated like a kid all the time. I am capable of more than just washing dishes and watching kids and people, you, need to see that."
"Bethy, I do see that but I also know that you are still young and I think you are just rebelling like most people do at that age." Maggie said as she reached over to grip one of my hands.
Snatching my hands from hers I stood from my bed fuming. "If that's what you think then guess what? You don't know me at all."
"This attitude? That's new and what most teenagers do when they don't get their way." She said twirling her finger in the air at my frustrated stance. "I just don't want you to get hurt during this rebellious phase you're going through."
"You are NOT my mother! I watched MY mother get shot to pieces by a maniac along with OUR big brother. Stop trying to act like you know what's best for me and worry about your own self for a change." I seethed at her.
Maggie stood up with a heavy sigh. "I'm just gonna have to talk to Daddy since you won't see reason, Beth. I think this has something to do with some infatuation you have with Daryl. Carl told me that you eyeball him whenever he's out doing rounds or whatever."
Rolling my eyes at her I laid down on the top of my mattress. "You don't know a damn thing and I've already talked to Daddy. He said I'm grown and can make my own decisions, thank you very much. You can leave now, I'm done talking to you." I told her without sparing her a glance.
It was just a few minutes later I heard the gate on my cell slide closed and felt a body slide into the narrow bunk beside me. Without opening my eyes I huffed in annoyance. "Maggie I'm really done with this conversation."
Instead of a verbal response I felt a warm hand slide onto my stomach and dip under the edge of my pants that was exposed by my shirt being raised up. Immediately I opened my eyes and saw Daryl laying there smirking at me. "Daryl…" I breathed out as he slid his hand further under my jeans and into the wetness that was beginning to pool there.
"I was coming to get your clothes when I heard you and Maggie arguing. Thought you could use a stress reliever." He told me with a smirk. "Plus you mentioning my hand being down your pants earlier got me to thinking how much I liked that."
I bit my lip and turned to bury my face in his throat to muffle my moans when his fingers found my sensitive clit and pressed down on it. "You're going to get us busted by anybody who walk by here."
"So? Your sister already thinks something is going on between us." He whispered as he nudged my face back so he could search my eyes. "You ashamed?" He passed me back the same question I had asked him yesterday in the woods during our one break in training.
Pressing my lips to his, I drug my teeth across his bottom lip before releasing him. "Not in the slightest." I told him staring right back into his eyes as I reached my hand up to brush his hair from his face before sinking my fingers into it to scratch my nails along his scalp. He bucked his hips against mine and groaned in response. "Oh, you like that huh?" I teased as I did it again.
"Mhmm." He moaned as he slid a finger into my wet depths so suddenly it had me tightening my grip and arching my back. "Just like you like it when I do that." He murmured against my throat. "We are NOT having sex for the first time in this prison." He mumbled against my collarbone as he rotated his hips into mine.
Using my grip on his hair, I pulled his face back to mine, sealing our lips together in a passionate kiss. Our lips slid together hungrily for several minutes before he slowed the kiss down to the point where he was basically drinking from my lips as our tongues slid lazily along each other. He pulled his hand from my pants so suddenly he had me pulling away in confusion as to why he suddenly stopped. I got my answer when he pressed his fingertips against my lips. "Open." He demanded in a husky voice.
Without hesitation, I opened my lips and he slid his fingers into my mouth, coating my tongue with my flavor before pulling them out and sticking them in his own mouth. I gasped as he sucks my wetness off his fingers. "Daryl…" I moaned as I shifted my hips uncomfortably on the thin mattress beneath us.
He silenced me with a kiss to my lips where I could taste myself on his lips as his hand trailed back down my body and back beneath my pants to my sweet aching spot. "You are so responsive." He muttered against my lips as my back arched when he sunk two fingers deep into my depths and pressing his thumb to my throbbing clit.
"Oh God." I moaned as I felt the wave build within me, just about to crest over and send me crashing.
He smirked down at me. "Not God, baby, just me." He whispered as he curled his two fingers within me causing the wave to crest and crash as my body jerked beneath him. "Hmm. You are gorgeous when you cum on my fingers." He told me as he once again pulled his fingers from me and brought them to his mouth.
Once I had regained control of my breathing and my body quit jerking I rolled onto my side next to him. "You've got to see me cum and taste me on your fingers but I have barely even got to touch you." I pouted playfully as I slid my fingers down his chest and to his belt where I began undoing the buckle.
"You were about to in the woods if we hadn't been interrupted." He groaned out as I pulled his belt loose and began undoing the button of his jeans. "Be easy." He whispered hoarsely as he rolled over onto his back so I could have easier access to his jeans.
I straddled his leg closest to me as I ran the palm of my hand over the erection barely contained within his pants. He groaned as he clenched his fists as if he was in pain. "Does it hurt?" I questioned as I grasped the tab of his zipper and began pulling it down slowly.
"Four unfinished erections in three days is tough on a guy." He ground out as his pants parted to show his black boxer briefs straining beneath.
Running my fingertips over the material I felt the shiver that ran through his body. "You didn't take care of it?" I asked cocking my head to the side.
"No, I wanted you to do it." He gritted out as I tugged his underwear down enough to release him from his confines. I gasped as I got my first look at him. Having had sex with only two men in my life, his dick was not the first I had ever seen but it was definitely the biggest. "Please Beth…" He groaned as he shifted his hips.
Taking a deep breath I wrapped my hand around his length and my eyes widened when my fingers didn't touch my hand around him. "Will you fit?" I asked as I began moving my hand up and down his length slowly. "It's so big."
"Yes or we'll die trying." He ground out as he suddenly sat up grabbing my head and pulling my lips to his. His lips and teeth attacked mine as my his hand wrapped around mine to show me what he liked. "You're killing me, baby girl." He moaned as he flopped back onto my bed.
Smiling at him I took my other hand and licking my thumb I ran it gently but firmly across the slit at the top collecting the creamy drop that had spilled out before bringing it back to my mouth. As I sucked on my thumb he bucked his hips into our joined hands. "It's a helluva way to die." I told him cockily once I removed my thumb from my mouth.
"Fuck, I'm gonna..." He moaned as he tugged up his t-shirt to reveal a toned stomach which was from all the work he did to protect and provide for our people. I knew he moved his t-shirt up so he wouldn't make a mess on it but I had a different idea in mind. Though I had never done this kind of thing before I wanted to try to please him. Winking at him I leaned forward and put my lips around the head of his erection causing his hand to falter but mine kept stroking him. His hands quickly found purchase in my hair trying to tug my head backwards but I shook my head without breaking my contact with his straining dick. When my eyes met his I swiped my tongue across the slit licking away the cum that had already leaked out. His body suddenly bowed as he spilled into my mouth as my hands stroked him firmly to make sure I didn't miss any. "You…." He said breathlessly as he flopped his head back onto my pillow.
Once I swallowed all he had to offer me, I crawled back up beside him to lay next to him while he caught his breath. "You gonna survive?" I teased as his chest fell rapidly beneath my palm.
Instead of speaking he merely nodded as his arm wrapped around my shoulders and pulled me down beside him. I reached down and tugged his boxer briefs back up just in case someone pulled my blankets aside. That was for my eyes only from now on. Once he was semi-decent I cocked one leg up over hips and laid my head in the crook of his shoulder allowing myself to relax. "That was one helluva stress reliever." I chuckled against his chest.
"Yeah." He grunted tiredly.
With a smile on my face and content in his arms I let my eyes slide shut.
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