Hi guys! Here is chapter 4. This is mostly where the M rating starts to come in...meaning yes, sex.

Just wanted to comment on the fact that while the flashbacks may be pretty fluffy for the time being, I promise you the drama is coming. You will all get to see what happened between these two to cause such animosity. It will either be the next chapter or the one after where that story begins. And I'm sorry if you feel I'm doing too many flashbacks but I'm trying to tell the story of the past so you get the full picture of their relationship, and when that is done, the story can focus on the present.

Anyways, thanks so much to everyone who has reviewed, followed, and favorited. It truly means the world to me that people actually wanna read this story!

And once again, THANK YOU to Riain.

Beth thought after waking up the first time, she may get to go back to sleep and be free of the dreams, but she was wrong in that assumption.

It was October of 2008. Beth and Daryl had been together for about 7 months. On this night, they were watching what looked like some hunting show on the tv at Daryl's house. His house wasn't much but it was nicer than his father's shack. He didn't have beer cans or cigarette butts lying around, nor did he have posters of half-naked chicks hanging up on the walls. Still, when Beth came over for the first time, he had been nervous. Why? Because it wasn't a big old farmhouse, beautiful in its age, nor was it one of those nice new homes that had been built right off the interstate. It was a single bedroom cabin at the edge of the woods. Beth thought it was small, but perfect for a simple man like Daryl. She immediately felt at home in the functional cabin, simply because it reminded her of him.

They were sitting on Daryl's navy blue couch he had found for 20 bucks at the local thrift shop. Beth was curled up in Daryl's arms, almost lying on top of him. Her back was against his chest; his nose and cheek resting on the top of her head, and his legs were on either side of her. The television was so aged that you couldn't really tell what you were watching due to the static, but the sounds coming from it and the soothing motions of Daryl's breathing were comforting to Beth. She was perfectly content just sitting there in Daryl's arms. She felt warm, safe, and protected with this man wrapped around her.

Beth moved her head to the side so she could look up at Daryl; when she saw his face, she realized he had fallen asleep. Beth smiled up at him, she loved seeing him sleep. He almost looked angelic, nothing like the hardened man he put forth when he was awake. The thought of an angel Daryl made Beth giggle, which she quickly tried to quiet with her hand.

Beth craned her head to try and glance at the clock on the stove. Seeing it was almost seven in the evening made her think she might as well get off the couch and cook them some dinner. Trying to ease her way out of Daryl's arms without waking him would be a tough feat but Beth figured it was worth a try. If she woke him, he could always keep her company in the kitchen as she fixed up their food.

She reached up to the strong arms wrapped around her and tugged on them until she felt his grip loosen, if only just a little bit. She was scooting down so she could swing her legs over and plant her feet on the floor when his grip once again tightened around her. Beth squeaked as his gravelly voice broke the silence, his breath tickling her ear as he spoke.

"Ya best stop moving like that if ya know what's good for ya."

"What if I don't?" Beth blushed a deep crimson, her voice coming out in a whisper. Daryl chuckled, his breath against her head made her body erupt with goose bumps. She was very aware of the intimate position they were placed in. She could feel Daryl hard against the curve of her ass.

Daryl shifted her until her head was almost at the same height as his. "Guess you're gonna find out," he whispered back in her ear before he used his hand to turn her head so his lips could meet hers. The kiss was gentle and sweet, it was the way he usually kissed her. Not to say that they hadn't shared those intense and feverish kisses while making out and groping each other, but more often than not, it was just like this- slow and steady.

At 19, Beth Greene was most definitely a virgin. Before Daryl she hadn't even so much as shared an open mouthed kiss with a boy. Now here she was; on top of this man, with his tongue sliding across her lower lip, making its way into her mouth.

Beth turned over when his tongue finally did enter. Her hands went to his hair as his went to her hips, pressing her against him. She realized that they were now in an even more intimate position, with his hard length pressing up against her front. Heat pooled in her stomach, making her tighten her hold on his dirty blonde hair and moan into his mouth.

Daryl felt his cock twitch at hearing the sounds coming from Beth. He pulled back from his attack on her mouth, breathing uneven. "Seriously Beth, if ya don't wanna do this, we gotta stop."

Beth responded by leaning down and placing a hot, wet kiss on his neck before she whispered in his ear, "I want to."

The animal inside Daryl had been awakened, he wasn't able to keep it caged anymore. He grabbed Beth and flipped them over so he was on top of her. His mouth found hers again; hands still on her hips, as he pushed himself against her core. Beth's hands draped over his shoulders, once again moaning into his mouth at the pressure at the juncture of her thighs.

Daryl's hand left her hips, one forearm going to the side of Beth's head so he could brace himself. His hand was slowly traveling up; underneath the hem of her shirt, until it reached one of the small mounds on her chest. He met the soft cotton of her bra, his fingers curling up and pulling the offending cup down. When his fingers ghosted over her erect nipple, Beth sucked a hard breath through her teeth. Daryl smirked against her lips. His fingers pinched at her perky breasts eliciting different sounds from her mouth. Those sounds made Daryl strain against his jeans even more, he was the one giving her pleasure. Beth could feel her panties getting wet, the sole thought running through mind was 'more'.

As if reading her mind, Daryl yanked his hand from her shirt, standing up from the couch, and pulling Beth with him. He reached down around behind her hips, clutching a cheek in each hand, hoisting her up until her legs wrapped around his waist. With his lips scorching Beth's, Daryl carried her to his bedroom, only opening his eyes to make sure he didn't run into the wall.

Depositing her onto his bed, Daryl detached himself from her to see a very flushed, heavily panting Beth staring up at him. He thought it was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Reaching down, he took hold of her shirt and lifted it above her head to throw it onto the floor. Daryl deftly reached around to undo the clasp on her bra. Pulling it off and throwing it behind him, he looked at the bare chested teenager before him. The sight of the pink nubs on her creamy white skin made Daryl's stomach tighten.

Beth was starting to lose her courage as she sat there before Daryl in nothing but her jeans, but when she looked into his eyes, all she saw was lust. That look in his eyes brought her courage back, knowing she was what made his eyes burn. Daryl pushed Beth down until she was on her back once again. Daryl ran a trail of heated nips and kisses starting at her jaw, slowly moving down until he captured one of her nipples in his mouth. Beth's hands gripped into Daryl's hair, mewling as his mouth sucked on her hard peak. His free hand latched onto her other breast and gave it a firm squeeze, loving how she felt in his hands.

Once he was satisfied with teasing her chest, his hand started making its way down her taut stomach until it was met with the rough denim material of her jeans. Daryl flicked the button open, fingertips grazing the delicate material of her underwear. Beth's breath caught in her throat as his fingers dipped below the material, dragging along the length of her wet slit. Daryl groaned as her juices ran down his fingers, she was soaking wet.

Making his way up to her mouth again, Daryl gave her a quick kiss before reaching over his shoulders to pull his shirt over his head. He didn't care about Beth seeing his scars, she had seen them before. And of course being the girl she is, she didn't care. She didn't think they made him ugly, or any less of a man. No, looking up at Daryl, Beth knew that he was most definitely a man. She quickly reached down to shimmy out of her jeans as Daryl undid his belt, unbuttoning his own jeans and shrugging them down until he was clad in flimsy pair of boxers.

The sight of a very innocent Beth Greene naked before him almost made Daryl cum right then and there. Her pale skin glowed and her pussy was glistening with her juices. And then she opened her mouth uttering words he never thought would come out of her pretty little mouth:

"I want you Daryl."

Daryl growled, throwing himself at her already swollen lips, kissing her so passionately you would think his life depended on it. His hand found her center once more, finger teasing her opening before he pushed a single digit inside. He wondered how a girl could ever be so tight, but Daryl Dixon wasn't known for having sex with virgins. He fucked her with his finger for a few minutes, planting kisses all over Beth's body while she whimpered. Adding another finger to try and prepare her for what was to come, he didn't want to tear her any worse than what was going to happen naturally.

Beth had never felt anything like this in her life. There was a sharp pain from Daryl's thick fingers, but the pleasure was overwhelming. Every time his fingers thrust into her, he hit that spot deep inside her that made her want to scream.

Soon Beth felt something building inside her, a fluttering deep in her abdomen that she had no control over. Daryl could feel how her muscles tightened up and kept his unrelenting pace.

"You gonna cum for me girl?" That was all she needed to come undone, Daryl asking her to cum. Her walls tightened around his fingers, as he was wondering how it could have gotten any tighter than before. Beth cried out as her orgasm washed over her, never having experienced anything like it than before. Daryl was mesmerized, loving every minute of watching her let go. She was so responsive to him and what he had done to her. Beth was his in that moment.

Beth struggled for breath, watching him through half lidded eyes. Daryl smirked as he withdrew his fingers, running his tongue over them, cleaning her juices off. He opened the drawer of the table next to the bed and pulled out a condom. Opening it, Daryl rolled it onto his painfully hard cock. He climbed back over her, on his knees between her legs. Beth was still breathing hard, never knowing she could feel this good, but she hoped it could only get better. She wanted all of what Daryl had to give her, she had to experience it all.

"Ya sure?" He looked into her eyes, giving her one last chance to back out. He wouldn't blame her if she said no. Here he was, good for nothing Daryl Dixon about to take all of the innocence out of little ol' Beth Greene.

Beth's response was a frantic nod, putting her hands on his ribs, not wanting to wait any longer for them to become one. Daryl planted his hand next to her head, holding himself above her. His other hand was busy guiding himself into her now dripping pussy, pushing himself inside slowly, inch by inch. Beth's eyes snapped shut, her body feeling impossibly full, the sharp pain had become a dull pain as Daryl stretched and filled her.

Daryl stopped at her reaction, quietly assessing whether or not he should continue. After a minute, her eyes opened again, the look was silently urging him to continue.

His thrusts started slow, calculating and deep. The pace soon picked up after Beth began accommodating to his size. Daryl couldn't get enough of the writhing woman beneath him; the whimpers coming from her lips, the thin sheen of sweat on her skin. Knowing he was close, he reached down in between them and started to rub her clit with his thumb. It didn't take long for Beth to once again lose herself in all that was Daryl. She came screaming his name, which was what pushed Daryl over the edge. With a couple more jerky thrusts, he found his release.

He collapsed onto Beth, trying to catch his breath. Daryl carefully rolled over onto his back next to her as he withdrew from her body. They both lay there, panting and trying to contemplate what had just happened.

Beth rolled onto her side, slinging an arm across Daryl's chest. "I love you, Daryl."

Daryl's heart soared at the words. This was the first time she had spoken them out loud to him. Wrapped up in the moment he breathed the words he knew she wanted to hear against her skin-"I love you too, Beth."

He had never been so sure of anything in his entire life as he was when it came to loving her.

Beth shot up in bed for the second time that night, but this time instead of a throbbing headache, she was met with the heart wrenching feeling of arousal mixed with sadness. She felt her heart drop, suddenly wishing she could go back to the dreamland and stay inside that space of time with Daryl again.

A knock on her bedroom door interrupted her impure thoughts, as Zach poked his head in the door.

"You up yet Beth?" His eyes scanned over the bed with rumpled sheets, seeing Beth's flushed face.

"Uh, yeah hun! I'll meet ya downstairs, alright?" Her voice came out an octave higher than usual. Feeling like a kid caught with their hand in the candy jar, she shook her head. 'It wasn't like anyone could read my thoughts.' Beth internally reprimanded herself.

Sighing, Beth threw the covers off her body, swung her legs over to the side of the bed and planted her feet on the floor. The hardwood under her felt gave her a sense of stability after the night of perusing through her dreams.

"I definitely need a long shower." Beth didn't realize she had spoken the words out loud as she pulled clean clothes out of her suitcase. It was going to be a very long day, especially after getting no sleep, and Beth couldn't help being bitchy. It was not her fault when shit hit the fan later on today, it was inevitable.

So that was my first attempt at anything even remotely erotic. Very hard for my to write because I am a firm believer in down and dirty rough Daryl, but since it was Beth's first time, I figured that him throwing her against a tree wouldn't be right. There will definitely be more smut in the future though.

Please review and let me know what you thought...gently.