Jewels: I do not own The Walking Dead…
*Note: This chapter has smut in it ^_^ you have been warned. Enjoy!*
"So when are you gonna tell us what the hell happened her, doc?" Shane said, interrupting the celebration, "All the other doctors that were supposed to be figuring out what happened. Where are they?"
"We're celebrating, Shane," Rick said, "Don't do this now."
"Whoa, wait a second. This is why we're here right?" Shane asked, "This was your move…supposed to find all the answers. Instead we…" He stopped and let out a chuckle. "We found him. We found on man. Why?"
"Shane…you're making yourself look like an even bigger douchebag than you already are," I said, the alcohol letting my honesty flow, "We can get all the answers in the mornin'. When we're all sober, and less inclined to beat the crap out of you."
Jenner sighed. "Its fine, really…when things got bad, a lot of people just left. Went off with their families. And when things got worse, when the military got overrun, the rest bolted."
"Every last one?" Shane asked.
"No, many couldn't face walking out the door," Jenner replied, "They…opted out. There was a rash of suicides. That was a bad time."
"You didn't leave," Andrea said, "Why?"
"I just kept working," he replied, "Hoping to do some good."
"Dude, you are such a buzzkill, man," Glenn said.
"The buzz was killed as soon as Shane started talking," I said.
After we were done with our dinner Jenner showed us to where we could sleep for the night. "Most of the facility is powered down including housing, so you'll have to make do here. The couches are comfortable, but there are cots in storage if you like. There's a rec room down the hall that you kids might enjoy, just don't plug in the video games, okay?" Jenner said, "Or anything that draws power. The same applies if you take a shower…go easy on the hot water."
"Hot water?" Glenn questioned.
"That's what the man said," T-Dog replied.
"I'm taking a shower," I said, heading into a room.
I removed my clothes and stepped into the shower, letting steaming hot water running down my skin before I turn down the heat so I didn't use up too much of the energy. The heat and steam from the shower seemed to slightly help clear my mind from the whiskey that I drank from dinner, but I knew that, that would only last momentarily. My mind then traveled to Daryl; how he had been treating me over the last well…day. He had yelled at me just the day before because he thought that I thought so low of him and now that he knew that I didn't, he was acting like he wanted to get in my pants.
I didn't mind it too much though. Daryl, I had to admit, is a very sexy man. And the fact that he protected me the way he did, just put the cherry on top. But the way that he acted, made me worry; I didn't want to get played. I had been played before and I haven't been able to maintain the best of relationships since. So when men try to get close, I put them away. But Daryl…there was something about him…just…something…
I finished washing myself up and stepped out of the shower and found a large C.D.C. shirt that I could use for the night and was thinking about heading straight to bed. But there when my mind, straight back to Daryl.
After a couple of minutes of just standing there I walked towards my door and peeked out before sneaking across the hallways and knocking on the door to the room I had seen him walk into.
"Yeah…" I heard him say.
"It's me," I replied.
"Come in," he answered.
I stepped in the room the room and saw him stretched out on the pull out couch, freshly showered, jeans unbuttoned, no shirt, reading an auto magazine. "I…just came to say goodnight," I said before quickly turning around, rethinking why the fuck I went to his room in the first place.
"No you didn't," he said, stopping me in my tracks. I heard the springs of the pull out creak and next thing I know, a hand appeared about me shutting the door then sliding down to turn the lock. "Ya' come to my room, wearing nothing but that over-sized t-shirt and your panties, legs showin' like this." His hand rested on my thigh and I took a sharp breath in. "You ain't sayin' goodnight Jewels," he whispered, moving my hair away exposing my neck, "I believe that's an invitation." He put his lips on my neck and softly kissed and he slid his hand to the inside of my thigh.
"Daryl…" I breathed. How could a man that I barely knew anything about make me feel so much ecstasy with just a few small movements?
He spun me around and pushed me up against the door, kissing from my neck up my jaw and stopping right next to my lips. I turned to kissed him and he moved his lips away just before I could.
"That's not fair," I said.
"Who said anything about fair?" he asked, hands sliding up my shirt. He got to my breasts and gave a squeeze.
"Damn it…" I said, reaching down and palming him in response to his actions.
He pushed my shirt over my head before his lips immediately found their way to one breast, his fingers teasing the other.
"D…Dar...Daryl…" I choked out.
How the hell was he doing this? He had bare started anything I felt myself becoming putty in his hands. He switched breasts and still I was standing there against the door, the fire in my belly that had started when he began, growing by the second.
He kissed up between the valley of my breasts, to my neck, teeth momentarily grazing my collar bone before he finally captured my lips with his. I could taste the whiskey that he had been drinking as our tongues fought for dominance. He wasn't the type of man that was gonna give up control that easily, but he had teased me long enough. When we broke apart for air he leaned his forehead against mine and smirked.
"What are you thinkin' with that little sly grin?" he asked with a chuckled.
I put my lips to his ear before giving it a small tug with my teeth. "I was thinkin' you aren't the only one that should be allowed to have some fun." I began to kiss down his jawline…lower…lower….lower…until I was on my knees. I could tell he was already hard even before I began to pull down his jeans and when I got his boxers down, I couldn't help but admire the view.
"Well…you gonna just stare, or you gonna do somethin'?" he asked.
"Ooooh, are we getting' antsy?"
"Just wantin' ya' to get to it…use those pretty lips of yours for somethin' other than sass."
"Keep it up and I might bite," I warned before leaning forward and running my tongue along the thick vein of his member before teasing the tip.
He stifled back a moan and I continued until finally putting him fully in my mouth. His hands slammed onto the door for support and his hips bucked forward slightly. I moaned and inwardly smirked and his breathing became more ragged and his hips started bucking more frequently. I started tasting his pre-cum and started to pull back a little not wanting to give him the satisfaction of cumming right that moment, but his hand stopped me from moving.
"Don't you…don't you dare stop right now…" he panted, "I'm…so close Jewels…"
He was almost begging…I liked that. So I continued sucking, and lightly grazing my teeth across the sensitive skin until he let out of moan and came in my mouth. Warm, salty liquid filling my mouth and running down my chin as he pulled out. I looked up at him and he was looking at me, out of breath but eyes still full of desire.
Before I even got a chance to comprehend what was happening next, I was in the being carried, to the bed in an ungraceful fireman's carry. Not romantic, but I had to remember this was Daryl.
SMACK
"You're too quiet," he stated, giving me a good smack on the ass before dropping me on the pull out. He stripped me of my underwear and leaned over me. "I want you…"
I wrapped one of my legs around his waist. "What are you waiting for?"
He pushed into me and immediately started pumping. "God, you're so tight," he said, pulling out and pushing back in as hard as he could manage.
"Oh, Daryl…" I moaned, wrapping my other leg around him pulling him closer. He was chest-to-chest with me now, slow, but hard pumps, making me feel like nothing else in the world mattered at that point.
The world wasn't ending…
We hadn't lost everything we loved…
We hadn't lost everyone we loved…
It was just me and him; the sound of pleasurable moans filling the room, skin against skin, nails raking skin, the animalistic nature that humans have baring its teeth right then and there.
"Jewels…" he whispered.
"Daryl…harder…," I said.
He didn't say anything and just moved harder and faster, bringing me near to my breaking point. "Oh god Daryl, I'm gonna…" I couldn't even get the words out because with one more hard thrust my walls tightened around him. Even after he came I continued to pump until he was completely spent and rolled off of me.
But I wasn't done with him. I climbed on top of him and lowering myself onto him. He moaned and moved his hands to my thighs, clutching almost as though he thought that I would suddenly disappear from him if he didn't. After a little while though, his hands soon started to wander and make their way up the curve of my body, past my breast and to my neck. He pulled himself up slightly and kissed me softly.
"How is it that you turn me on so much?" he questioned, lips barely leaving mine.
"Shh…don't talk," I whispered, continuing to move my hips in an even paced rhythm, "Close your eyes…" He did and I took his hands a placed them back at my sides.
"Now, Daryl Dixon…" I held back a moan when his hips suddenly bucked, "I want you to memorize every part of my body…you said you wanted me right?"
"Mmmm," he let out, his head resting on my shoulder.
"I want to feel you everywhere, and know that you remember every last bit of my body," I whispered, a moan following as I started to reach my peak.
"You are going to regret those words…" he grunted, pushing me back onto the bed.
'Oh, I hope so…' I thought.
TO BE CONITUED…
*Okay, maybe not my best lemon, but it works…hope you enjoy!*
