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Angry sex scene with Daryl taking Beth up against a tree.
Daryl and Beth were out hunting, trying to track down some dinner for the rest of the group. He had tried to get her to use the crossbow, really test out her skills, but Beth had declined, not wanting to miss the shot and ruin dinner for everyone else. This led to Daryl taking the lead, crossbow at the ready, with Beth walking behind him, eyes scanning, ready to alert him for whatever reason.
Both of them turned their heads when they heard a twig snap to their left. They both stopped in place, holding their breath. Daryl was about to decide it was just a fluke when they both heard the tell tale signs of the shuffling. It came into view from behind a tree about twenty feet away, and Daryl was about to put it in his sight when Beth spoke, breaking the silence. "I got it!" She was off, knife raised, ready to attack, before Daryl could even get a word out.
"Shit Beth, no!" He tried to reach out to grab at her, at anything, even if it meant yanking her back by the fabric of her shirt but his fingers only grasped at air. He took off after her, but damn, that girl was fast. She was face to face with the walker, but lost her footing at the last second, she fell, the top of her went barreling into the body of the walker, effectively knocking both of them to the ground.
Beth was stunned for a moment, but tried to regain her composure. She raised the knife above her head but before she could plunge it down, the walker grabbed hold of her hair, and with surprising strength, it yanked down. Beth tried with all her might to pull her head back, away from the snapping jaw. She could feel her hair starting to rip from her scalp when finally, release. Daryl had stabbed the walker through the head, the now completely dead arm fell limp and Beth pushed off of the walker, crawling backwards on her hands trying to catch her breath. She looked up at Daryl and he was glaring at her, his chest heaving in anger.
"What in the absolute fuck were you thinking?!"
Beth scrambled to her feet, "I know, I'm so-" just as she was stepping towards him, he cut her off.
"I don't want to hear that you're sorry! You can't just run off on your own like that! How stupid could you be?" His words were harsh, and while he yelled, he moved towards her until he was towering over her.
Taking a step backwards, she returned with her own yell. "I'm not stupid!" Beth was pissed now. It might not have been exactly smart, but she wasn't about to sit there and let him insult her. "I can take care of myself you know!"
Daryl laughed, it wasn't genuine, instead it was dark. "Yeah, you sure showed that back there!" He shook his head and ran a hand down his face.
"You're just in a bad mood and you're taking it out on me!"
His head snapped up at her, his eyes meeting hers, and suddenly Beth felt like he was hunting her. "Bad mood?"
She could hear the change in his tone, no longer did he sound like he wanted to murder her. She now felt like she was being hunted, and it made her knees feel a little weak. Still, she stood her ground. "Yeah, a bad mood. And you're taking it out on me."
Now she was just asking for it, a punishment. "If that's what you really think, then I guess I'll just have to show you what it means to really take it out on you." He quickly stalked towards her, dropping his crossbow on the ground, his mouth crashing against hers in a bruising kiss. His hand went to her neck, Beth couldn't get away if she had wanted to. She brought her hands up to his hair, fisting it in her hands. She immediately felt the dampness between her legs and it was like those hunter senses of his kicked in, and he started walking her backwards, his mouth never leaving hers, until she was up against a conveniently located tree.
He was being uncharacteristically rough with her, but Beth felt herself enjoying every single second of it. He pulled away from her lips, now thoroughly swollen, and grabbed her by the shoulders and turning her to face the tree. She put her hands up to brace herself as his hands moved to the button of her jeans, hastily getting them undone. He yanked them down along with her underwear and she stepped out of one of the legs, and she almost wanted to giggle at how silly it would have looked to an outsider, but the humor quickly left her mind as she felt Daryl's breath on her neck and his fingers between her legs.
He dipped in between her folds and a low growl escaped his throat. "You enjoyin' me takin' out my bad mood on you?" He quoted her earlier words. "Sure seems like it." He spoke as he inserted a single finger inside of her. One of Beth's hands left the tree and went to Daryl's hand, her nails digging into his skin. He used his other hand to remove hers and drag it back up to the tree. "Uh uh, keep ya hands up." Her fingers curled and she could feel the rough bark making it's way underneath her nails.
He inserted another finger into her and used his thumb to find her clit. He began rubbing it hard, and it made Beth clamp her legs together, further increasing the pressure from his hand. He bit at her neck, then ran his tongue over it, soothing the sting his teeth left behind. Beth whimpered when he removed his hand from her body, but she didn't dare open her mouth to complain. She could hear him unzipping his own pants and then felt the tip of his dick pressing against her from behind.
His hands were on her hips, gripping so hard that she could already feel the marks forming, and he pulled them back so her backside was pushed against him. He grabbed his cock, lined it with her entrance, and thrusted inside hard, making Beth gasp loudly. She could feel the scratchy denim against her skin, clueing her in on the fact that he had not even bothered with lowering his own pants. Bottomed out inside of her, he could feel her pussy throb around him. He was still, so still that Beth thought she might actually die if he didn't move soon. She started wriggling against him and was rewarded with a sharp slap against the top of her ass, making her let out a small moan. Daryl chuckled, "Yeah you're a dirty girl, ain't ya?" She couldn't manage any words, so she only nodded.
After what seemed like an eternity, Daryl finally pulled out and pushed back inside her again. He continued the movements, torturously slow, and moved his hands up from her hips, underneath her shirt, and palmed her breasts. He pinched her nipples, tweaking them hard, making Beth cry out, both in pleasure and in pain. He smirked, sweet innocent Beth seemed to enjoy things a little rough.
He squeezed her boobs, holding on to her body as he increased the speed of his thrusts. He was pounding her so hard that every time he was balls deep inside of her, a short cry escaped from her mouth. At the rate he was going, he knew he wouldn't be lasting very long, so he let one of his hands trail back down in between her legs and use two of his fingers to start rubbing her clit once again. Beth basically melted in his hands with the newly added friction. "You gonna come for me, girl?" Beth nodded, a moan erupting from her. "Then fuckin' do it. Cum for me." Always the good listener, Beth did just that while yelling out his name. She clamped down hard around him, making Daryl bite his own lip to keep from joining her in ecstasy.
As she was coming down from the euphoric high, Daryl pulled out of her, fisting his cock with short and fast strokes. He only lasted a few more seconds before the white hot sticky liquid spurted out onto Beth's ass. He quickly grabbed the bandana from his back pocket and used it to wipe her off. When she was all 'clean', he helped her re-dress, bending down to help her step back into her jeans. As Beth shakily re-buttoned them, Daryl leaned over to press a kiss against the back of her head, making her smile.
"You should definitely be in a bad mood more often."
Daryl chuckled and shook his head in slight disbelief. "You're a kinky girl, Greene." He picked up his crossbow and nodded his head in the direction they had originally been headed. "Now come on, we still got dinner to catch...gonna be a lot more difficult now that you scared all the critters away with those cries of pleasure." He had a proud smirk on his face as he said this.
"Maybe next time you should gag me."
This fuckin' woman was gonna give him a heart attack one of these days. That still didn't mean he was opposed to the idea. "Yeah, maybe I will." He began walking with Beth trailing close behind.
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