"Why don't you just suck his damn dick already? Hell, ya half way there!"
Beth looks up at Daryl, shading her eyes from the sun. "What?"
"Tyrese," he spits. "Heard you two, all the fuck over each other this mornin'."
She's flustered as she replies, trying to keep Judith occupied. "The hell you talkin' 'bout?"
"Don't act fuckin' dumb, Beth. I saw you. Givin' him that fuckin' lolly. Callin' you 'sugar' like you're his damn treat or some shit."
Beth's brain struggles to understand what the fuck he's saying until she remembers earlier on today when she gave Tyrese a lollipop because there was none left when he went looking, but she had stashed a couple.
"You gettin' jealous over me givin' someone a lolly?" She asks incredulously, taking Judith back in her arms and trying to placate her with her toys.
"S'more than that," he grunts, deliberately looking at the baby playing between her legs and not her. "Lollipops are what fuckin' started this mess."
"This mess?" Beth scowls. "That was this is to you? All this time fuckin' an' I'm just some mess you gotta deal with?"
"Keep your voice down," he hisses. "Ain't like that girl an' you know it."
She's planning to answer with another angry retort, her skin prickling with the anger he's shared with her, her cunt pulsing because being a dick turns her on, but she gets mad when she gets turned on because she has no fucking resistance for Daryl Dixon until she see's Rick heading over.
Daryl does too and he sighs. "Sick of all this sneakin' around bullshit." His tone is less anger and more aching like he truly means it and it makes something in Beth's gut pang.
She's getting sick of it too. "Gotta be like this," she says quickly as Rick gets closer.
"Got watch tonight. Meet me there. We're gonna fuckin' deal with this."
Beth rolls her eyes. "You're so dramatic."
He grits his teeth and she sighs. "I'll be there."
"Hey," Beth says softly.
Daryl looks over her shoulder as she comes into the watch tower. "Hey."
She folds her arms over her chest and leans against the edge. "What's this about, Daryl?"
He shrugs. "Don't want you with no other guy."
She fights a smile. "Ain't no other guy I wanna be with."
He ducks his chin and she leans into him. "Didn't mean to be a dick."
"I know. You can make it up to me."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah." Beth grins, sliding her arms around his waist.
He hums under his breath, his hands sliding down to her waist too. "Gotta make you pay bit."
She tips her chin back with a raised eyebrow. "You can try."
There's a mischievous glint in his eye when he pushes her down onto her knees. "Can't let nobody see you."
"Yeah, 'cause that's why your cock is in my face."
Daryl makes a sound, a play between a snort and a laugh as he unzips his jeans and pulls his cock free. "Do it right an' you might get rewarded."
She rolls her eyes because they both know he was a dick and yet she's the one who has to work for a 'reward'. Beth could act like it bothers her, but it would be a lie and they both know it. She enjoys when he gets a little overbearing when he wants to 'punish' her for winding him up.
He's half hard and looking out, trying to keep his focus on watch. Beth has her back against the cold wall of the water tower, on her knees which are already aching and locking up from the temperature. This won't take long though. Having Daryl's cock in her mouth is something that happens often and he either busts all over her face or yanks her to her feet, bends her over and fucks her.
She tilts her head up at him and he gives a small look down, but then his face goes forward again. It wouldn't do for anyone to come past and know what's happening, so he's got to remain as silent and as still as he can. He's actually pretty good at it, for the few times they've done this before, it's only when he cums that he can't seem to keep a lid on his reaction.
Daryl usually likes to cup the back of her head but his hands are full of the rifle he's balancing over the edge, so her head is free to move how it wants. Although, it is a let down because they both know she loves it when he plunges her head down hard and fucks the back of her throat, cutting off her air supply and leaving her gasping.
Beth usually takes his dick and pumps a few times, but tonight she keeps her hands on her thighs and leans in to swallow him straight into her mouth, a smile struggling to break out as she does so at Daryl's muttered curse. Using only her mouth, she bounces her head on his cock, swallowing him rapidly and working him across her tongue.
Glancing up, she can see his hands tightening on the rifle, but his face is stone, lips moving as he chews on his bottom one, destroying the skin. She groans around him because he reacts so violently to it and right on time, he shudders.
With bared teeth, he suddenly looks down and jerks his head. "This ain't workin'. I can't keep quiet."
Beth laughs. "That good, huh?"
"You're gonna get it for that smart ass mouth, girl. Fuckin' dangerous."
"What if someone sees?"
"Don't fuckin' care no more," he grunts, hauling her to her feet and as predicted, bending her over the edge of the watch tower.
Beth gasps as the edge digs into her ribs, Daryl yanking her jeans down her legs with her panties until they tangle at her knees. She's so wet, from his mouth earlier to his sweetness in admitting his jealousy, to his cock in her mouth two seconds ago. It always turns her on to see him weak because of her or something she does to him.
Now, he's groaning behind her, his fingers playing in her wetness. "Always ready for me, girl. So fuckin' good."
She moans in agreement, moans even louder as he presses his cock into her, the skin of her inner thighs catching as he pushes deep, his hands on her ass. He spreads them, parting her slick pussy lips around his pushing dick with delicious friction.
Beth bites her lip and tries to actually keep watch as her pussy is stretched by Daryl's cock. His nails bite into her flesh, but he's finally bottomed out, forcing Beth practically on her tip toes with her legs spread as wide as she can get them in her tangled fabric. He leans over her a little, his hands moving to the edge of the tower either side of her.
He's so warm and even in the open air Beth is sweating, Daryl's breath puffing hot against the back of her neck and in her loose bun, hanging around the top of her spine where his mouth nuzzles, his lips on her shoulder as his hips move behind her, pressing her against the sharp edge of the tower every time he's deep inside her.
This is risky and they both know it, but there seems to be a restless quality to their fucking tonight, a point of desperation that they've passed. They're tired of sneaking around, of keeping it all a secret, of separating during the late hours and going to two separate beds. Now, there doesn't seem to be much thought given to who could catch them.
Daryl's mouth is all over the skin he can reach, his lips pressing repeatedly to her throat and shoulder, up to her cheek and her lips, his tongue swirling over her pulse. Continuously he fucks into her, his cock deep and almost vicious when he drives in.
Beth grips the edge hard, throwing her hips back into his thrusts with her own enthusiasm, panting out into the night and trying to keep her eyes straight ahead, with at least a little bit of focus on keeping watch. Behind her, Daryl lets out his first grunt into her ear, then a second soon after and she knows he's close.
A smirk lights her face as she tips her head back, captures his mouth and fucks her tongue past his lips in perfect accordance to his dick in her cunt, the most erotic rhythm. She moans into his mouth, working her pussy muscles so that her walls flutter and suck him.
Daryl whines, his lips parting for hers on a gasp. "Shit, girl. You ain't fair."
She grins. "I know."
He grins back at her and something about it, something about the happiness mixed with the lust, paired with the pleasure curling against her spine, makes Beth stretch back and cum hard, her spine locking against Daryl's chest.
He grunts desperately in her ear, a tortured sound that makes her grip him harder as his hands wrap around her waist. He moves her how he wants, using all his strength to man handle her and use her pussy as a hole to fuck her. She fucking loves it when he does that and he knows it.
Not even a minute later and he pulls out to cum all over her bare ass, smearing it against her asshole. "Sexy little bitch."
Beth groans. She loves it when he talks to her like that and her cunt tells him so, gripping him one last, desperate time when he slides his fingers into her and glides back out.
There's sudden scuffing down under the tower and Beth squeaks, sliding down until she's squatting, jeans still tangled around her knees. Daryl quickly yanks his own pants up and they both listen out with strained ears for the source of the noise.
Beth has to bite back a laugh when she hears her own sister saying down on the ground, "Glenn, did you hear moanin'?"
