AN: new chapter! Props to the one reviewer who caught my Avengers cookie in the first chapter lol! Anyhow it's been a weird week in the fandom:/ needless to say- if you don't like this type of story don't read. This chapter while not smut per say ;) is very sexually themed. That ain't your thing please don't read.

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Written on my phone in the car- I edited the best I could

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Chapter 3

Those eyes, those goddamn eyes. Groaning Daryl turned on the light beside his bed. Those eyes had fucking done him in today.

He hadn't waited for her after her testimony. He'd been gone by the time she came out. But he'd thought about it. He'd thought about waiting, taking her hand and pulling her along with him. Finding another small enclosed private space. Pulling her in with him. Feeling her fear initially but having her trust him enough to calm her. Whispering in her ear how beautiful she was, how much he wanted her. Running his hand up her leg and up and under that skirt she'd been wearing. She had unbelievable legs. Sliding his fingers inside her panties, and hearing her whimper. Feeling her wet heat, as he held her hands above her head and fucked her with his hand. Digging his fingers into that amazing ass of hers. Holding her so impossibly close while he slammed into her. Stemming her orgasm when she was just ready to peak by biting that beautiful neck. He wanted her, he wanted her close, he wanted her the way he wanted her.

Yeah he'd thought about it he groaned as he reached into his boxers, grabbing his dick. Daryl had waited and had almost changed his mind, his ear to the door he had heard the court dismiss her but a last minute change of heart had him disappearing before she'd appeared.

He had a feeling about her, she was it for him. He could deny himself but he knew he wasn't going too.

He was going to have her, he had to now. There wasn't a choice anymore. Something inside of him had taken that choice away from him.

He groaned as jerked his hand up his length. His thumb gathering up the moisture, then starting to pump harder.

The first time, needed to be special

In some way. He didn't want to abuse her trust, he needed to show her who he really was, somehow he knew instinctively she would want him.

He spent his life, feeling alone, feeling out of control. His early life at home hadn't been easy. His daddy had made sure not to let him have any control in his life. At any moment, any whim his daddy could turn on a dime. You never knew, what would happen, if one day he would have killed him.

He was a piece of shit who channeled his need to be in control into the organization in his life. He'd never felt the push to hurt a woman. The way his daddy had hurt his momma.

He already adored Carol. He wanted to cherish her, to worship that body, but he wanted somehow to control it. To never loose control.

Those eyes held some power of him. He groaned as he saw those eyes in his mind, his hand pumping more furiously as he felt his cock swell. He'd never wanted a woman more in his life.

He panted, in his mind's eye he had her pinned to his bed. Her ass up in the air as he slammed into.

He growled out her name as he came all over his stomach. He needed her soon.

Xxxxxxxxxxxx

Testifying had been easier than she thought.

Carol had thought that she would panic. Thought that she would be flooded with memories of that night. Of seeing her co workers die.

She'd had nightmares. Horrible nightmares of that night of seeing killed in front of her. Of the robbers turning on her.

But he always saved her. Everyone one of those dreams, he saved her somehow. He made her feel safe.

She didn't know why, they barely knew each other. But he made her feel safe, she'd never felt safe. Not since her parents died. A part of her knew, that she would feel safe enough with him to let go, to be herself.

She'd never wanted to work in a bank, it was what Ed thought she should do. The safe option.

She'd wanted to take control of her life. She wanted to make music.

It had been her lifelong dream to be on stage. Ed had worn her down, her confidence and self assurance was tenuous at best when she'd met Ed. What little was left had been destroyed by Ed. She'd packed up the keyboard she'd saved to buy, and put her dreams of buying a piano on hold. Daryl would not be like Ed.

She was soaking in the tub, some soft music playing in the background. Thoughts of Daryl had her flushing even more than the hot water. She put her hand over her breast palming her fingers over her nipple as she thought of him.

A part of her had wanted to ask him for his number, to initiate the never ending constant pull that was driving her to him. But she held back, she wanted it to be him.

For so long she'd felt like nothing but a burden, to The orphanage, to Ed. For once, she wanted to be the object of someone's desires. To feel safe, to feel needed and wanted. To feel like she could surrender her whole heart.

Carol sighed, as her hand slid down her stomach. Daryl's voice behind her, echoing in her ears. She wanted that again. But this time she wanted him to be driving into her body, while he whispered into her ear. She tilted her head back as she slid her hand in between in between her legs at the thought of his lips on her neck. She started to circle her clit at the thought of him taking it further, she groaned at the thought of him biting her neck. She'd never had some vampire fantasy, but as she slid her fingers inside herself suddenly she wanted nothing else. He was making her want all kinds of things she'd never wanted with anyone else. Only with him.

Carol cried out his name, when she came. In her mind she was back in that closet. Her skirt pulled up as he entered her from behind. Pounding himself into her as he whispered things in her ear she had never fantasized about before now. His teeth biting into her skin, as she cried out in release.

Her breath was returning to normal as the phone rang beside her on the floor. Careful not drop it in the sudsy water, she retrieved it and answered.

"Hello?"

There was a pause, before the sound of his gravelly voice filled the line. "It's Daryl."

Her core still trembling from her release filled with heat and longing once again when he spoke again.

"I need to see you."