Sorry for the slight delay in updates, work and university were destroying me but here we are!

THIS CHAPTER IS RATED M FOR SEXUAL SITUATIONS, READ AT YOUR DIGRESSION.

Disclaimer: I do not own TWD or any of it's characters.

For the rest of the morning, I sat around with Carl who was telling me stories about how well he can shoot now. I bouncing Genevieve up and down on my knee as he was re-enacting shooting a squirrel when I felt two hands cover my eyes. I could recognise them straight away. "Dixon get your dirty freakin' hands off me." I could him chuckle as he sat next to me. "Glad to see you didn't get bit. Aren't you happy daddy didn't get bit?" I asked Genevieve who seemed to laugh as I lifted her up higher before Daryl took her.

"I got you some stuff, clothes and shit as well as stuff for her." I smiled in appreciation. "Now I can finally have that shirt back." I shook my head, sniggering to myself. "Whatever." I said holding my hands up. "I'm going to grab the stuff you got and head down to the creek." I stood up, running my hands through my hair. "Did you say you were headin' to the lake?" I heard Maggie ask. I turned back around and nodded. "Mind if me and Glenn join ya? I could do with washing some clothes." I nodded, "No need to ask Maggie, 'course you can." I went into the tent and sure enough there was a small pile of things. I grabbed pretty much all of it and stumbled out again seeing Glenn and Maggie waiting by Daryl who was still hold Gen. The walk to the creek was quiet but sometimes I guess it was nice just to absorb some peace in this world. It was the little things that kept you sane enough to battle the dead trying to eat you.

"You like the water huh?" I cooed at Genevieve as I laid her in a very shallow part of the creek. I washed the cool water over head being extremely gentle as well as teaching her how to splash. She seemed to like touching it, watching it make small ripples around her. About 100 feet away were Glenn and Maggie washing their clothes as best we could in this situation and Daryl had wondered off to hunt and collect stuff to make more bolts with. I guess he felt safe with Glenn around. I took Genevieve out of the water, drying her down before putting her in a grow Daryl had brought back. I'm sure it was for boys but beggars can't be choosers and it must be said she looked adorable. It was a pale blue which instantly matched the colour of her eyes as well as accenting her pale skin. I dipped my feet in the water as I balanced her against my knees. "We're headin' back." Maggie said as she approached me. I smiled. "Alright."

"We can take her if you want to wash and stuff?" Glenn suggested earning a smile from Maggie. "That'd be great, she'll get grouchy soon." I lifted her up putting her Maggie's arms. "God, she is a female Daryl." I sniggered at the comment as they walked off back to camp leaving me alone. I inhaled deeply, smelling the fresh air and enjoying the quiet surroundings. I started taking off my clothes, folding them and putting them on the edge of the lake before slowly walking in.

It was a refreshing cold temperature which initially made me shiver but I quickly grew accustomed to it. I undid my ponytail, letting my hair flow as freely as it could before dunking myself underwater. I came back up, feeling all the sweat and grime fall off me. I started humming quietly to myself, shutting my eyes until I felt arms wrap around me. I stood still, almost petrified until I heard his voice ring through my ear. "You shouldn't be out here alone." His lips almost tickled my earlobe. I rubbed my lips together. "I'm not, you see, there's this guy and he watches over me. He went to hunt and he'll back soon so you better clear off." He sniggered placing a kiss on my shoulder.

I turned around to face him, his face covered in more dirt then I realised and his shoulders glistening slightly in the afternoon sun. "God, you're filthy." I muttered causing him to slightly raise his eyebrow. "Sorry, had to chase some squirrels. Can't help the fact the forest has dirt in it." I chuckled. "Well, you better wash it all off." Before he could respond I pulled him underwater with me. I kept my eyes shut until we can back up for air and his face defiantly seemed cleaner. "There we are." I whispered putting a hand on his rough cheek. He gave me a slight smile, wrapping his arms tighter around me making our bare chests touch. My breath caught in my throat and without notice he kissed me, hard. His tongue snaked into my mouth playing with mine, his thin lips pushed against mine so hard I thought they'd bruise. His hands were grabbing my bare hips roughly, his fingers digging into the fleshy skin making me moan against him.

My hands were on his neck, my nails sometimes dragging across the skin making him grunt in approval. He suddenly moved his lips down my jaw to my neck, sucking hard making me hold onto him for dear life as my body went limp. "Jesus fucking Christ Daryl." I whimpered as bit down on my skin. His laugh vibrated as he didn't stop moving his lips across my neck. I felt his hands make their way to my thighs, lifting me so we were now face to face. My breathing was extremely heavy and his wasn't that light either. I quickly grabbed him for a kiss as he wadded us through the water until my back met with some form of rock that was towards the shallower part of the lake.

My body, now completely exposed due to the lack of water shivered as he trapped me in front of him. His fingertips danced over my goose bumped skin, his eyes following them further down until he reached the tops of my thighs. My breathing hitched, almost stopping completely. His face went next to mine so his lips were right by my ear.

"Do you want me to fuck ya?" He hissed in my ear.

I could only manage a whimper and I could him snigger slightly. "I'll take that as a yes."

Even though my body should be recovering, whenever Daryl went into primal mode, my body just took over any logic I had. I grabbed his face, pulling him into my lips for a rough kiss as his hands pulled my hips to grind with his. I shivered as I felt him against my inner thigh, my body yearning for him to just get inside me. My wish was quickly granted as he pushed himself inside, at a torturously slow pace. I had stop kissing him as my back arched. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his back, my nails digging in slightly as he completely filled me. He stayed there for a few moments until I met his lips again in a rushed kiss.

He pulled himself out, and then drove himself back in exerting a squeal from me. "You like that don't cha?" He pulled out and quickly slid back in, almost bruising my hips from the force causing me to moan out loud, my eyes snapping open. "Oh my god!" He smiled at my response and continued to pound into, hard and rough just like we used to. I couldn't stop myself spilling out his name, curse words and screams. Daryl was close; I could feel it as I tightened my legs around him forcing him closer. He took it all in his stride until he started slowly down, using a hand a force me to look at him. "Keep your eyes open."

I did as he said, my eyes never leaving his ice blue ones as he started slowly down, becoming gentler. More loving. He rested his forehead against mine, still keeping complete eye contact with me. With the slower movement, my body was being driven mad. I used to the rough with Daryl, but this just turned me on more and I could feel myself getting so close. "I'm gonna… Daryl, I can't, Daryl…" I moaned quietly, making him smile.

He kept foreheads together as my orgasm came tumbling down over me, making me want to arch my back but Daryl kept me still, watching my face even though I couldn't keep my eyes open. Then I felt his hand over me, rubbing gently over the small bud almost making me cum again straight away as he was still ever so slowly thrusting into me. As I came again, I managed to keep my eyes open, my pupils only focusing on his. As my body convulsed I felt him cum too. I grabbed him in a kiss as he became sloppy with his moves until he stopped completely. Our breathing was heavy and thick as we kept ourselves in that position, our foreheads resting on each other's. I could feel the sweat making my hair stick to my head as well as Daryl's as we both still tried to catch our breath.

As he pulled out, I felt extremely empty but I began planting small kisses all over his face. His forehead, his cheeks, his eye lids, his nose and finally his lips. It was soft and gentle as he lifted me up and carried me back out into the cool water. He dropped my legs when we got deep enough and tucked my hair behind my ear. "Now you're real dirty." I chuckled lightly before dunking myself underwater.