"Well that was rude." Carol joked.
Daryl scoffed. "Kid's gotta learn to mind his own damn business."
She lightly smacked him against the chest. "Be nice." She frowned.
He just grinned at her pouty lip and dipped his head to suck it into his mouth. The only thing he was concerned about right then was her, not some peeping tom.
She smiled against his lips and grabbed his face, sliding her tongue across his in a long slow movement, causing him to buckle slightly and fall to his elbows over top of her. He shifted his body in a more comfortable position then. Placing a knee between her legs and his other beside her waist, making sure to never leave her mouth. Trying to enjoy the moment of being slow and tender with their kiss as long as possible.
He reached up with his right hand, keeping his weight on his other elbow to not crush her and carefully slid the shoulder strap of her tank-top down her arm. Moving away with soft kisses across her cheek until he could reach her neck where it met her shoulder. At first burying his face there to take in her scent then sucking lightly, causing her to shiver beneath him.
Daryl's hand drifted lower. Lazily touching her side through her shirt until it rested right above her waist line where he teased the skin, sliding a finger under her jeans. Doing all this while kissing back up to her mouth and stopping along the way to nip at her jaw. She gasped and gripped his hair.
The sound she made was right in his ear and he groaned loudly, biting the inside of his cheek. It had been a long time since he was with a woman this way and every little movement or sound set him on edge. He curled his finger where it was on her jeans and tugged as he thrust against her hip, revealing his noticeable erection. This time she moaned and he almost lost it.
After taking a minute to get himself together he slid his hand under her shirt. Slowly dragging his shaky knuckles along her side, while bringing the hem up with him. He tensed when she grabbed his wrist and stopped him, breaking the kiss they were in the middle of.
"Stop..." She said and he moved his head to meet her eyes. They were full of fear and he didn't understand.
"Whats wrong?" He asked concerned.
The many years of abuse she had suffered with Ed had taken a toll on her body and she was reluctant to let anyone see what she had endured. Not finding herself attractive anymore and not wanting to allow her scars of the past to remind him of her poor choices.
"I'm scared..." She admitted in a soft voice. A little embarrassed.
"Of me?" He asked and started to retreat his body. Her grip on his wrist only got tighter, keeping him there.
She shook her head. "Of what you'll think of me."
Daryl was swimming in a world of confusion. Not knowing how this woman laying beneath him couldn't think highly of herself.
"What's that suppose to mean?"
Her eyes closed and she swallowed hard as she leaned forward, reaching down to pull her shirt over her head. Never saying a word as she dropped it onto the floor and waited for him to run away.
Daryl quietly watched and finally took in what she meant as he scanned the places of her body he'd never seen before. A part of his gut tightened as he focused on a scar above her breast. It looked like a burn from an iron and he grew angry thinking about what Ed had used her for. There was another along her ribs and he could only imagine she'd been beat with a belt since smaller ones were present around it. How a man could ever harm the innocent woman she was, baffled him. Sure he had his own scars and dealt with his deal of abuse from his father, but usually he asked for it. Having a smart mouth or not listening. If Carol were to breathe wrong Ed would drag her away from the camp and lay into her. It wasn't fair, but only proved she was stronger than she gave herself credit for. She had thrown herself into the fire time and time again just to keep him away from Sophia and her fear of leaving had kept her there to deal with it for almost fifteen years.
She still had her eyes closed when he looked up.
"You're beautiful." He said in a whisper, meaning it in more than one way. From deep within her tiny body to the outside of her skin. Everything about her was perfect.
Carol's face instantly fell and silent tears crashed down. Sophia was the only person to tell her that throughout her whole marriage and to hear Daryl say it made her heart ache. It was a side of him she knew he never showed anyone and was grateful he had opened up enough to trust her with his feelings.
"Look at me." His hand stroked her face and she slowly opened her watery eyes.
"You're far better a person than that piece of shit ever deserved." Daryl wanted her to know this. If not now he was determined to make sure she heard it every day. To make her see the wonderful person she was.
Carol gained more courage then and roughly pulled him against her mouth, making him growl as he ravaged her lips. She didn't want this moment to be remembered with her crying and being weak.
Daryl's hand stumbled as he tried to reach around and unhook her bra. It was the end of the world and he could shoot a walker through the eye from yards away, but when it came to a piece of women's clothing he was at a loss. He grumbled in defeat and had her help him.
She couldn't hold back laughing at his inexperience, but willingly helped thinking it was cute. Cuter than the glare her gave her right before dropping his head and biting her now exposed nipple. Quickly that turned her laughter into a gasp and it sent a thrill through out her body.
Daryl took his time to swirl his tongue around her nipple to relieve the pain from his bite and nervously squeezed her breast that was lacking attention with his calloused hand. She thrust her chest against him in response, taking note of his shaking and reached up to slid her hands down his muscular arms for reassurance. His inviting fit body caused her to take her time rubbing down his back. Trying to feel every part of it as he moved to the button of her jeans. She instinctively tensed again, having to take in a deep breath to calm down.
Daryl gave her a moment and met her eyes. Keeping contact to distract her while he went back to unzipping her pants. Making sure his movements were slow and careful.
All this time he assumed he'd be the one pulling away, scared to be touched by anyone. Before the world went to shit he had only ever been with a handful of different women. Usually he was drunk to the point it was sloppy and only in it for a quick fix or the girl was so messed up on drugs it was like fucking a lifeless being. This was the first time he was given the chance take it slow and actually make love. Plus he cared about Carol more than he ever had anyone and wanted to be the man she saw in him.
He broke eye contact finally to kiss her passionately. Still attempting to distract her while he pulled her pants and underwear down, tossing it to the floor with the rest of her clothes. Once she was completely naked he couldn't wait to see all of her and pulled back. Knowing she would get embarrassed at him just staring, but he did it anyways.
There were more scars across one of her thighs that looked like they came from finger nails and he really hoped they weren't signs of rape. Not that he would put it past Ed, knowing he was more than capable of the act, he just didn't want to believe it was true.
His hand lightly touched them and she moved her leg away, causing him to meet her eyes. She had a look of distress across her face as if remembering something unpleasant.
"Did he-"
"Don't" Carol cut him off, not wanting to talk about it.
"Carol..." His voice trailed, moving his hand back to her leg and gripped her thigh over the scars gently. "That is not me. Id never do somethin' like this to you." Referring to the previous wounds under his hand. "We don't have to do any of this if you ain't ready." He continued.
"I want this, I want you. I just don't want to talk about anything that son of a bitch ever did to me." She wasn't mad. In fact she was happier there with him alone in that hotel room than she had been in a very long time.
"Just relax." He said with a quick kiss and quickly grabbed her hand when she went for his belt buckle. "Now lie back and stop tryin' to undress me." He insisted and she willingly did as instructed.
He took his time to kiss and suck down her body. Between her breasts, over her ribs, belly button and hip. Moving along to kiss her inner thighs before meeting her center. She was a quivering mess already and he'd barely touched her. Something told him she'd probably never had anyone do this for her and he grinned at being the first.
His tongue lightly slid across her entrance and he could feel her shiver, but she didn't make a sound. To put her to the test he stayed there a minute just teasing her and finally sucked gently on her clit, jackpot. Her hips flexed and her hands were gripping his head in an instant. She let out the most sexy moan he had ever heard and his cock twitched against the bed, causing him to groan loudly against her.
After several minutes of pleasuring her he had to pull away. He was going to lose his load right there in his pants if he kept it up. In one swift movement he slid back up her body to face her.
"You're so fuckin' sexy." He said breathless as he frantically tried to get his belt undone.
Carol blushed and reached up to help him to only be stopped like before. He already had his pants undone and pushed down before she got to him and he grabbed her wrist placing them above her head as he carefully thrust past her tight, wet opening. He had to crush his lips to hers to hide the growl that rumbled up his throat.
He knew it had been a while since either of them had been with another like this, but the way her muscles were clamped around his cock one would assume she had never had a kid, or sex for that matter.
She wrapped a leg over his hip as he set a slow but steady pace and fought to free her hands, but he didn't budge. Knowing if he let her touch him it would be over in a second.
"I won't last." He spoke, just so she knew he wasn't holding her down for any other reason.
She gave him a stubborn look and wrapped her other leg around him, forcefully pulling him deeper inside since she couldn't do anything else.
"Fuck." He gasped and dropped his head to her shoulder, biting down on it to try and hold back with his eyes shut tight, his body trembling slightly.
"I don't want you to last." She whispered and he let her hands go. One instantly fell to grip his hair, while the other scratched down his back.
With a few more thrust he moved to rub her clit gently as he fell over the edge, her crashing right behind him, both in pure ecstasy.
He slumped against her once his hips stilled, trying to catch his breath while he listened to her heart pounding against her chest.
"Thank you." Carol said in a sweet voice.
He looked up from where he was laying. "For what?"
She smiled at his worn out expression. "For caring about me, and not making this all about you."
"Always." He knew what she meant by it. Implying all Ed ever did was get off and could care less if she was satisfied. Leaving a kiss above her breasts he moved to stand and get cleaned up after they had been laying there forever. Both getting lost in each other and completely forgetting the world was still falling apart around them.
She went to head to the bathroom after getting dressed.
"Hey, Carol..." Daryl spoke before she closed the door. "I love you too." He said with a grin and walked out of the room.
Her hand flew to her mouth and she smiled wide. Had he really heard her talking to him while he was unconscious?
