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Everyone settle back into their rooms to either rest or take showers after the tour. Jillian was unpacking a few things and was putting them in the bathroom while Daryl laid on the bed, his hands under his head. He stared at the ceiling, trying not to let what happen at the CDC sink into his mind. He was nervous and on edge. He wanted the house to work, for her at least, but he wasn't ready to get his hopes up.

" Dixon, you want your soap and stuff out or are you going to share mine?" Her voice brought him back to the present. He pushed himself up so he was resting against his elbows.

" I can get my stuff out. You ain't my slave." He said. She smiled at him as she held his bag in her hands.

" I like getting your stuff out." She said. He smiled at her.

" Shower?" He asked. Her face broke out into a grin.

" I thought you'd never ask."

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Daryl's arms were tight around her as they kissed with the warm water running down them. She was holding onto the back of his arms as the water streamed down them. One of his hands went up her back and into her hair as the other one came down to grip her ass. Jillian let her hands go to his chest and she started rubbing it. He couldn't believe how hard she made him just by kissing him. He wanted to carry on with his punishment from earlier, wanted to make her beg for him, but he wanted her too bad to play games.

Jillian pulled away and smiled. As if she knew what he was thinking, she went to her knees in front of him. She took him in her hand, guiding him into her mouth. His breath caught in his throat as one hand went into her hair and the other went against the wall of the bathroom. She looked at him, making him groan loudly. Then she closed her eyes and concentrated on him. She used her tongue to flick around his head as she moved against him. She brought her other hand up and took a hold of his balls. He took his hand out of her hair and grabbed the shower door when he felt his stomach jump. He started clenching and unclenching his fists uncontrollably while her soft mouth took in his entire length.

" Fuckin shit!" He moaned as he closed his eyes. " Fuckin shit, Jillian!" He hit the bathroom wall with a fist before he came in her mouth. His head went back and his whole body started to shake as he filled her mouth. She kept up her pace until she felt him stop shuddering then she slowly let him slip from her mouth. He was completely soft by than. She stood up and grabbed his soap and wash cloth. He was taking slow, deep breaths. " Motherfucker, you're like an expert at givin blow jobs." He said as he opened his eyes. She laughed as she rubbed the soap in the wash cloth.

" Well thank you." She said.

" I kind of want to ask how you got so good at it but I don't really want to know." He said as she started rubbing the soapy wash cloth against his chest.

" I have a gift, I guess." She said as she shrugged. " I mean, how the hell can someone be bad at sucking dick?" She asked.

" You'd be surprised. I have been with girls that weren't good at it at all. I have had some bad ones, were I couldn't get off at all." Daryl said as he took her soap and a wash cloth. Jillian laughed as she rubbed the wash cloth over his arms.

" Well it's not that hard for fuck sakes. Those girls were stupid." She said.

" I ain't ever had a girl swallow before." He said.

" Really? She'd just pop off and you'd cum on yourself?" She asked as she washed his other arm.

" Yeah, pretty much." He said. " Turn around, Babe. Let me wash you." He said. She smiled but did what he asked.

They took turns washing each other then. Daryl found that he really loved washing her hair once she taught him about shampoo and conditioner. He loved working his hands through her hair, massaging her head. Jillian loved it as much as he did. She'd stand against him with her eyes closed, enjoying his touch. He loved it even more when she told him no one else had ever done it for her.

After the shower and they got dressed, they went out of their room and to where they were shown the dining room was. It was time for lunch and everyone started gathering around the table. Jillian squeezed Daryl's hand then turned to him. She kept a hold of his hand while she pulled it around her lower back. He leaned down for her to talk quietly to him.

" I'm gonna go and ask Edward if he needs help in the kitchen, okay?" She asked.

" Where's your boyfriend at?" Daryl asked as he glanced around the room, not finding Jack.

" He's holding onto me right now." She said before she kissed his cheek. Daryl grinned at her.

" No, a man's holdin onto you right now, not a boy. Your man." He said. Jillian kissed his smile then.

" I love you so much." She said. His eyes soften as he gazed down at her.

" I love you more." He said. She let go of his hand and threw her arms around his neck. He hugged her tightly to him.

" You two need a hobby." Andrea said to them. Jillian laughed as she looked at Andrea who was smiling. She looked back at Daryl.

" I will be back." She said to him before she let him go. Daryl couldn't resist himself, he reached out and smacked her hard on her ass. Jillian jumped and grabbed her ass as she she flicked him off, making Daryl laugh. Jillian walked into the kitchen to find Jack and Edward making peanut butter sandwiches for everyone. Edward smiled up at her.

" Hey sweetness." He said.

" Hi, I thought I'd come to help." She said. Jack pretended to be looking behind her.

" Where's your redneck?" He asked.

" Don't start, Jackson." She said as she started making sandwiches with them. Jack laughed.

" I'm just giving you shit." He said. " He seems like a real charmer." He said with a roll of his eyes.

" Jack, stop. He's hard to get to know but it's worth it when you do. He treats me great and was there for me when I most needed it." Jillian snapped.

" And that's what I hoped you'd find one day." Edward said, sending his son a look. Jack shook his head and laughed.

" Calm down, Jilly." He said as they put the sandwiches on a few plates. Edward, Jack, and Jillian each picked up a plate full of sandwiches and started back out to the dining room. It held a large table with enough chairs for everyone.

" Alright everyone, I'm sorry it's just peanut butter and jelly but I will more than make up for it at dinner time." Edward said as he set his plate in the center of the table. Jack set his plate down at one end while Jillian moved to the other end. Daryl was sitting down next to Rick. On the other side of him was an empty chair. He caught Jillian's eyes who pointed to herself then to the chair.

' For me?' She mouthed. He smiled. Jack shook his head as he watched them. He slipped into a chair at the other end of the table. She moved over to Daryl and sat down beside him. They took hands under the table. Daryl was always surprised at how much he felt like he needed to touch her, needed to feel her skin against his.