Notes:
Thanks to all the reviews so far, don't have time to individually respond as I am heading out to get the rest of my stuff from when I moved. But I do have to say the Merle smut is awesome smut ;)
On to Chapter 4 and some more smutty smut smut.
Chapter 4: What do we have here?
It was several hours later when Jo woke up in the backseat of the car. Merle was still driving and was trying his best to navigate around abandoned cars and walkers stumbling on the road.
"Any sign of this refugee town yet?" Jo yawned and climbed into the front seat. She reached under the seat and grabbed the map and unfolded it.
"How are we suppose to find a town if we don't know it's name?" Merle questioned looking over at Jo, "There are hundreds of little towns 'round Atlanta."
Jo shrugged, "At least we're trying." She noted the mile marker on the road and located where they were on the map, "Turn left here, there is some town called Woodbury on the map." She instructed.
Merle nodded and turned left onto a dirt road. "Woods are gettin' a little dense." He remarked, viewing walkers in the distance. Jo reached for her gun and readied herself, "How are we for gas?"
He looked to the gauge, "Almost empty." He sighed. The two were down to one gas tank and were unsure how much gas would be needed to get to Woodbury or if their trip was even going to be worth it.
"I wanted to talk about earlier." Jo turned to Merle who was beginning to look confused, "What's to talk about?" He began, "It was just the heat of the moment." He concluded, not wanting to hear her reasoning. Merle was tough and before the apocalypse he could care less about the women he slept with. Half the time they were married women or drug addicts who couldn't pay for his drugs. But Joanna was different, the times were different. Without her he would have became a walker back in Atlanta.
"I suppose." She frowned, "We could have been killed, or even worse we could have been bitten. I, I guess I just needed to feel something that only living, breathing people can." She explained. The two sat in silence as the woods around them got thicker, then Merle spoke up, "So, that was yer first orgasm?"
Jo smiled, "Yes Merle." He beamed like a child that just won a shiny trophy. "So it was good for you." He stated with absolute certainty.
"Don't let your ego get any bigger Merle." Jo taunted. Her eyes kept looking down to his lap and she bit down on her bottom lip. It was all beginning to dawn on her how neglected she was in the bedroom with her last boyfriend. She was a 27 year old woman who never experience an orgasm until she had a quick fuck with a stranger. Her ex's form of intimacy was climbing on top of her for five minutes than collapsing on top of her apologizing for being done so soon.
Merle looked over and let out a hearty laugh, "My eyes are up here darlin'." Jo's face turned bright red and she looked out the window deeply embarrassed by her actions. Merle steadied the wheel and quickly reached over and grabbed her hand and brought it to his thigh then went back to holding the wheel.
Jo looked over to him and scoffed, "You think I'll just put out whenever now?"
Merle just smirked then looked over at her, "C'mon Jo." he pleaded. He shifted his hips so that her hand now rested over his growing erection. She shook her head, "I'm not having sex with all these walkers around. Keep driving." She removed her hand from his lap.
"Ohh I wasn't askin' for sex girl." He reached down and unbuckled his belt and looked over to her, "C'mon, live a'little." Jo took a deep breath, she had never preformed oral sex and to do it in a moving vehicle seemed absurd to her. She reached down and unbuckled her seatbelt, "Just keep your eyes on the road." She threatened.
Merle grinned as she adjusted herself in the seat and leaned over to unbutton his pants. He had her wrapped around his pinky finger. Nothing like have a personal sex toy during these times to give him exactly what he wanted, when he wanted it. As she lowered her head towards his stiffened manhood he moaned in anticipation.
Jo pulled his cock free of his jeans and held it firmly in her hand as she ran her tongue over the tip of him. She slowly dragged her tongue down the side of his length and Merle gritted his teeth in pleasure, "Just suck the damn thing!" He ordered. She obeyed his word and took most of his prick into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down his length.
Merle steadied the wheel with his amputated limb and brought his hand to her hair and gripped it tightly, shoving her mouth further down his cock. He glanced down as Jo removed him from her mouth and gasped for air, her green eyes now darkened with lust. "Please fuck me Merle." She begged.
"Can't get enough of me can ya?" He slammed on the breaks and motioned for her to get in the back. As she bent over to climb in the back Merle locked the doors and climbed back after her. "Where do you want me Jo?" He coaxed as he stroked himself.
"Where ever you want me." She breathed hard resting on her hands and knees. Merle grinned, "Just like that baby girl." He tugged her shorts and panties past her ass and down her thighs.
Without warning he thrusted into her causing her to cry out. In the surrounding area walkers began heading towards the car. Jo started to moan louder as the pleasure was welling up inside of her. Merle stopped and removed himself from her, "Don't you dare stop." Jo warned as she pushed her hips back towards him.
"What are you gunna do 'bout it?" He gripped her hair and pulled. Merle loved playing rough with her, simply because she was willing to bend to his will without putting up a fight. "Beg for it." He whispered into her ear.
Jo looked out the window seeing walkers coming closer to the car, she swallowed hard, "Please Merle…" She whispered.
"Please what?" He placed himself against her warm centre.
"Please give it to me." She choked out, a mix of pleasure and fear as walkers began surrounding the car. Merle smiled widely, "Looks like we got us an audience." He laughed as he shoved himself back inside of her, his hand still tugging on her hair. Jo groaned as her stomach began to tighten like before. "I'm so close…" She whimpered, feeling herself tightening around his member.
Merle grunted and picked up the pace of his thrusting, feeling his own release coming. When Jo screamed out his name as she came, Merle let go of her hair and wrapped his arm around her waist. His thrusts became sporadic and slowed as he finished inside her. He bent over and kissed her shoulders, breathing hard against her skin. Even though they were finished the moans of the dead surrounded the car and began pawing at the windows.
Daryl lay in the water with a sharp pain in his side. He looked down to see his only arrow sticking through his skin. "Damn…" he grumbled as ripped the sleeves off his shirt and made a tourniquet to hold the arrow in place. He stumbled to the muddy land and grabbed a large branch to use as a walking aid.
Daryl looked around for his crossbow and realized it was still in the water. He limped into the water once more, holding his side and fished around for his weapon. When he found it he strapped it to his back and took a look at the quarry wall he was going to have to climb. He heard rustling in the bushes and decided if he was going to start climbing it would have to be now.
He was a quarter of the way up, with Sophia's doll strapped into his belt when he slipped and fell back to the bottom of the quarry. He was out for some time and when he started to come to he saw his brother Merle crouched above him.
"Why don't cha pull that arrow out dummy?" Merle teased, "You could bind yer wound better."
"Merle?…" Daryl called out.
"Hm. What's goin' on here? Takin' a siesta or somethin'?"
"Have had a shitty day bro." Daryl explained.
Merle only laughed, "Would you like me to get you a pill? Maybe rub your feet?"
"Screw you…"
Merle chuckled, "You're the one screwed from the looks of it. All them years spent tryin' to make a man of ya. Now look at ya, laying in the dirt...you're gunna die out here little brother. And for what?"
"Girl," Daryl started, "They lost their little girl."
Merle eyed his brother, "So you got a thing for lil girls now?"
"Shut up."
"'Cause I noticed you ain't out lookin' for ol' Merle anymore."
"I tried like hell to find you bro." Daryl shifted slightly.
Merle scoffed, "Like hell you did...you split. First chance you got."
"You got out. All you had to do was wait, we were coming back for you. Rick and I." Daryl explained.
"This the same Rick that cuffed me to the rooftop in the first place? Forced me to cut off my own hand? Is that who we're talkin' 'bout?"
Daryl looked at his brother who had two hands, it was at this point he knew he was hallucinating. "You his bitch now?" Merle inquired with spite.
"I ain't nobody's bitch."
"Nah, yer a pansy ass is what you are. Yer nothing but a freak to them. Redneck trash. That'll all you are, yeah they laughing at you behind yer back. You listen to me, ain't nobody gunna care about you 'cept for me. Get back up on yer feet before I gotta kick yer teeth in." Merle warned as he now stood above his brother.
Daryl began feeling tugging at his feet and he snapped back into reality when he saw a walker tearing at his shoe. It hissed at him and he back up instantly, kicking it in the head in the process. He struggled to his crossbow and whacked it again in the head, he knocked it down with his walking stick and bashed it's face in as another walker came rushing towards him. He pulled the arrow lodged in his side out while grunting in pain and loaded his crossbow. He fired when the walker was in close range and it fired up into its forehead and out the top of its head.
Daryl cut open a squirrel and ate it then fashioned himself a necklace of walker ears and headed back to the quarry wall and began to climb it once again. He was near the top when the vision of his brother came back to him.
"Please, don't be discouraged." He heard his brother call out to him, then chuckle, "What a'matter Darlina? That all you got in ya? Why don't you throw me that purse and climb?" He teased.
"You're not real." Daryl yelled, struggling to grip the next tree root.
"I guess, I'm as real as yer Chupacabra."
"I know what I saw!" Daryl shouted again.
"Maybe it was all them shrooms you were on?" Merle suggested. "You gunna come up here and shut my mouth for me? C'mon kick off them high heels and climb son."
Daryl struggled his way to the top, fueled by his brother's taunts. When he made it to the top he looked around into the woods and found he was the only one. "Yeah you better run!" He shouted as he headed back towards the farm.
Merle and Jo had passed out on each other in the backseat regardless of the walkers trying to get to them. It was getting dark and Merle was woke up to headlights and a large engine roaring towards them. He tapped Jo's arm to wake her up and the two sat up in the back seat quickly. She rushed to get her panties on as a group of men exited the large cargo truck and shot surrounding walkers in the area.
Jo shook with fear, "Merle…"
"Get out of the car!" One shouted as he aimed a shot gun at the window. The two exited the car, Merle walked around the front slowly with his arms raised. Jo was quickly grabbed by one of the men.
"Ooo, what do we have here!?" He called, noticing how Jo was only clothed in a large t-shirt and her underwear. He felt up her bare legs and chuckled, "You're damn fine! What's your name lady?"
"Don't chu touch her!" Merle charged at the man but stopped dead in his tracks when the other man pointed his gun at her head.
"Can't we share man?" He laughed and Merle breathed in sharply through his nose and exhaled slowly. "Why are you half naked anyways? Don't tell me you're fucking this redneck?" the man laughed as he wrapped his arm around her neck and pulled her shirt up exposing her stomach.
"Fuck you." She cursed as she fought for air.
"You read my mind sexy." The man dug his knee into the back of her legs causing her to fall to the ground. "Hold that Neanderthal back, I want him to watch." The man pulled Jo onto her knees and cupped her face, "Don't worry sweetheart, I'll treat you real good."
A gun fired into the air.
"That's enough!" A deep Southern voice shouted from the truck. Jo looked up to see a man approaching her he was tall and very good looking and seemed to be the man in charge. He offered his hand to her and helped her to her feet. "What's your name dear?" He asked politely.
"Jo." She crossed her arms to hug herself.
"Is this your husband?" He pointed to Merle. Merle stared at Jo, concerned greatly for her.
She shook her head, "He...he's just a friend."
"They call me the Governor, I run Woodbury, it's a survivor camp. You and your friend are more than welcome to come stay there." he offered with a warm smile.
"We'll take it, just keep yer damn hands on my woman." Merle threatened to the man holding him back and the one standing behind Jo. "His woman?" Jo thought, at what point was she considered his property? "This is what I get for sleeping with a redneck...twice…" She was getting lost in her thoughts when Merle came over and guided her back to the car.
"I give you my word she will never be harmed by any of my men." Governor promised, "Follow our truck, we'll take you to Woodbury." With that he turned on his heel and his goons followed him back to the truck and started the engine.
Jo plopped down in the front seat and took a shaky breath. Merle was unsure of what to say, he was never the caring type, that was more of his brother's thing. "You..um, you okay?" He wanted to stretch his hand and place it on her back but he also wanted to keep his distance. Merle started up the car and followed the truck as Jo pulled on a pair of shorts and wiped the tears falling from her eyes.
Note: Sorry if there are any spelling errors, wrote this in a rush. Will update my other stories tonight though, then maybe this one tomorrow morning if I am up in time lol. Hope it was wonderful smutty experience.
