(Hey lovely people!
Here's one that took a lot of thought, so I hope ya'll enjoy!
& Good news, my life is changing soon so I will be able to update more often and such.
Let me know whatcha think~
P.s More where this came from xo)
Daryl POV
Not long after everyone had filled up on dinner, they were all beginning to lighten up and even smile. For a single fine moment it was almost as if everyone had forgotten what loomed out in the world. As for right now they were safe, and that was reason enough to celebrate.
By now Daryl had finished almost a third of his bottle of whiskey. Drinking straight from the bottle, he was actually starting to have a decent time. Normally hardened features, became softened and relaxed. Enough that he was talking more than usual. Athena was seated next to him and she too was more at ease. He was the only one winning her attention so far.
"So what's your favorite poison girl?" His husky voice laced with curiosity, and a small grin.
Athena lifted her glass. "Right now? Red wine. I'm usually flexible though."
"Is tha' so" he said slyly with a flash of mischief in his vibrant blue eyes. This was probably the only time in his life that he could confidently engage with people. Or person rather, his interests at the moment were exclusive. Everyone seemed to be engaged in different conversations, and the atmosphere was lighter than it had been for so long.
Athena shifted in her seat, and was now facing him fully. His blood pumped a little bit quicker, and his eyes darted from her eyes to her lips. Looking down at the bottle of whiskey in his hands to battle his sudden shyness.
"I never guessed I would ever meet someone like you Daryl." Athena admitted to him. Looking down into the glass of wine that was held on her lap.
The small grin was wiped clean from his mouth. His features hardened and his posture went from relaxed to rigid.
"Like me?.. whatcha tryin ta get at?" He growled out. His heart sank, thinking she was referring to his lower class appearance and demenor. She seemed like she came from a well off family. Often surprised in general that she hung around him at all.
They had been so caught up in their own bubble that now they were alone at the table. Which was either a good thing or a cruel thing. Just as he was starting to believe he had a chance, his ambitions were now on hold. He feared her answer, with the now silent room making it that much worse.
"I mean.. well.. you're so take charge and .. stron- Capable!.. I don't think many people would do what you did for me.. Every guy I have ever known always splits when the going gets tough.." Athenas eyes darted between her glass and his eyes.
"I do what needs ta be done." His tone held the strength of conviction and honesty.
"What I'm trying to say is ..I-I'm glad I met you." She confessed sheepishly. Her cheeks turning a rose tint as she smiled. Now looking down only at her wine glass.
"..." He opened his mouth to talk but no words came to mind and no sound came out. They sat in silence together for a minute or two.
When the shock left him, so did the rigid tension. Standing from his seat, he pushed his chair in. Clearing his throat to speak, and gaining her attention.
"Gettin' tired of that chair. Gonn' head back ta my room n' finish this" He said holding up the bottle of whiskey. "Ya find a room yet?" He asked her cautiously. Guilty for hoping she hadn't.
"Oh.. okay" She sounded a little disappointed. "Um.. no. I'm thinking I'll just ask Jenner for one of those cots and crash in the rec hall" She nodded with a forced smile.
He breathed in deeply, considering how he would invite her back. It was hard enough to act calm in her presence as it was. "Hm... ya might aswell crash in mine. I don' trust some of the folks 'round here.. bring yer wine if ya want" He said with a shrug like it was nothing.
Athena POV
Wide eyed, she looked away from the glass and up at him. Catching his shrug, it didn't seem to be a big deal to him at all. Trying her best to mirror his level of interest, she shrugged back at him.
"Sure, why not." She answered before throwing back the rest of the wine in her glass. Excitement bubbling deep in her core. Not wanting the night to end yet.
Without another word, Daryl turned away and began walking. She couldn't help but notice that his usually silent steps were audible for once. Least I'm not the only one. She thought to herself of her wine induced state. For when she stood, she almost toppled the chair over. Athena quickly grabbed herself a half full bottle of white wine this time.
Catching up to Daryl halfway down the hallway. In her glistening state of mind, she couldn't help but notice how much she found the way he walked attractive. Maybe it was the wine making her more perverse, because all the way to his room he was being admired and adored silently. He held the door open for her.
Athena dropped her eyes from his strong physique to the floor as she walked in. Hearing the door close behind her made her breath just a little bit quicker. Taking a quick seat on one end of a large couch in the corner of the room. Pouring herself a full glass of wine.
Daryl took a big swig of the whiskey before sitting on the other side of the couch. Taking off his belt and putting his knife on the coffee table infront of them. Finally he relaxed a little more and leaned against the back of the couch. Taking another shot worth of the thick spiced amber liquid.
"So tell me somthin'.. where d-didja learn to shoot?" His eyes met hers again when he turned to look at her.
Athena's nerves were on high alert and everything about this moment made her squeemish. His laid back appearance and slightly messed up hair made her weak at the knees. Thank goodness for this couch. She smirked at her thoughts.
"Oh! sorry I was in a wine trance for a sec. ..Um.. Well my dad and brother are.. were Navy Seal's. And I gladly learned everything they were willing to teach me.." She told him with a half grin. "...It may also have something to do with this."
Athena lifted the right side of her shirt half way up to expose a round uneven scar that dipped in, just below her ribcage. She laughed out loud when Daryls eyes widened and then squinted at the scar. He tilted his head to the side and finally nodded in understanding.
"My brother accidentally shot me. I was playing in this overgrown field where he and dad set up a target practice not knowing I was there... I guess after that I just wanted to know" She concluded, pulling her shirt back down and taking a sip of wine.
Finally she felt more comfortable and leaned back. Looking back to him, she caught him already looking at her very intently. Suddenly feeling on the spot and a little bit shy, she shifted awkwardly in her seat.
"What? ..is there something on my face" She ran her hand over her face and frowned.
"Oh. Uhm.. nothin'.. I jus' ..nevermind." He stumbled over his words. Apparently he felt caught in the moment and exposed aswell.
"No seriously, what is it? ...did my scar gross you out?" She made a apprehensive grimace.
"Nah.. its not tha'.. It's nothin'.." He avoided, taking another swig of his bottle.
"Aw com'on Daryl.. you can tell me! Unless its hurtful, then you can stay silent" The wine had finally found it's way into her words. Hah! Now he has to say something.
"Fine. ..I was goin' ta tell ya that ...I'm glad I found ya." He turned and looked at her. His icy blue eyes looking softer than before. He even had a hint of care in his expression.
Her pulse quickened and her deep pink lips grew from a small grin to a smile. Her eyes connected with his and she felt a odd sensation in her stomach. Butterflies. Daryl was now in a whole new place in her head, at the top. Athena had always been so easy to talk to that she never had the feeling of butterflies for any guy she met.
"Well... come here. I have a secret!" She urged him to move closer so she could whisper to him.
Daryl's serious expression faded and he now looked amused. His lips turned up into a half grin and did as she asked. Sliding closer to her, she could catch his scent again, it was almost more intoxicating than the wine. Finally, placing the wine down on the coffee table, and she leaned in toward his ear and cupped her hand around one side of her mouth.
"I'm glad it was you who found me... And I'm glad we are here right now." Her whisper was so quiet that he had to lean close as possible to hear it.
He didn't pull away, but instead he turned half way to look at her, with the light catching his eyes and nearly illuminating the shards of blue. They held eye contact and at that moment it was like a fire had ignited in both of them. She leaned in hesitantly at first, then went for it. She pressed her soft wine tinted lips against his and kissed him gently with the air of passion held back. Pulling away slowly, she opened her eyes to see that he too was just opening his.
Daryl's eyes screamed confusion at first. Then his haze fell down to her lips. Turning to face her more with his whole body. One of his strong arms snaked around to the small of her back and pulled her closer. Playfully smirking, he leaned down and kissed her with force and passion. More aggressive than her, he dominated the kiss and ran his tongue along her bottom lip. She sighed in pleasure and their kiss deepened when her tongue came to gently mingle with his.
Athena quivered from the way it felt to be in his arms, and the scent that straddled her senses stronger than before. Feeling the strength in his movement as he pulled her closer again. She breathed harder as the desire in his actions urged her to move on, and made her also feeling like she was going to melt.
Her other sense being blurred was the voice of reason and self control. No other man had ever brought her mind anything close to this. Daryl pulled away and looked at her with sexual frustration in his eyes. The magnetic desire ignited when she surprised him by grabbing his broad shoulders and pushing him so he was back in his seat and boldly guided her left leg over him. Facing him and now in his lap, her torso brought her to just above him. Now Daryl was looking up at her with a slightly confused yet wishful expression as his jaw fell just barely open.
"I like this view of you." her words radiating lust.
Daryl's eyes begged for more and seemed to match the physical reaction occurring within his jeans. She bit her bottom lip softly and pushed herself into him just a little more, earning a growl from deep in his chest. His hands both moved in sync when he ran them from her knees and up her thighs. Rough palms and finger tips finally meeting her skin as he rested them just above her jeans and on her hips.
"Best calm yer self" the look in his eyes flickered with devilish intent. As his voice too, added a daring playfulness. ".. before ya have somethin' real to deal with."
Athena's own gaze thickened with devious allure. "..I think maybe you're the one who has something to deal with.. Afterall... you're the one with a girl who wants you in your lap" she purred into his ear how she felt as she pressed her breasts against the top his chest. Running her fingers through his hair, she planted a soft kiss behind his ear on his neck.
His pulse had quickened and she could tell his blood was pumping faster even just by his increase in body temperature. Her own blood quickened as her stomach clinched, and breathing now more sharply. She grinded down against this hardened bulge again, her own core felt hot and swollen.
Just then he easily flipped her and had he laying length wise along the couch. And after he fell back, her hands grabbed fist fulls of his shirt and pulled him down on her. They kissed deep and hard, Athena's lips almost hurt as every nerve ending in her body grew sensitive. Then she made the first real move and started pulling his shirt up.
He pulled back and finished the job, pulling off his shirt. She leaned upwards and pulled hers off too. They stopped for a moment and took each other in. Her hands slowly creeping toward the waist of his jeans, and hooked her index fingers in each of his front belt loops. Pulling him into her, she made a small buck up with her hips. "Daryl.."
Was all she could get out as his lips came crashing back into hers. His hands went from feeing up her chest to his own jeans, and he undid the button and zipper. Leaving them open but not gone. Next his hands undid the button and zipper of her jeans, and he pulled out of the kiss and made eye contact with her as he slowly pulled them off her.
Once he had her down to just her intimate ware, she pulled down his jeans and pushed them to the floor. His boxers instantly tightened as his aroused physical reaction to her sprung forward. She bit her bottom lip and looked back up at him with a gaze that said 'take me'. As he licked his lips and ran a his hands up her sides and resting him on her perked breasts again, she ran her hands down to her hip bones and used her thumbs to slowly pull down her panties.
He pulled back up again and watched her panties hit the growing pile of clothes on the floor. Daryl breathed out rigidly and his swollen region hardened more and throbbed. Using one hand to gently glide down her stomach and to her newly exposed wonder, he slowly slipped in one finger causing her to moan softly. Never breaking eye contact with her, his arctic blue eyes illuminated with desire. His other hand finally pulled his boxers down, and they fell easily to the floor once passed him.
Athena's body quivered as he slipped in a second finger. Catching sight of him made her quietly whimper. Her hot core was wet and aching to feel him. His eyes closed for a moment in pleasure as he felt inside of her and how she reacted to him. It was a first both ways passion-wise.
Daryl gently pulled out his fingers and took hold of himself and leaned closer so that his tip just barely entered her. She bucked her hips up and brought him inside a little more. Her moan was quiet and filled with ecstasy. "Oh-h..Daaarrryl" She couldn't help herself as he lowered himself fully into her. A deep husky moan escaping his lips too.
At first he was extremely slow and only pulled half way out before pushing in again gently. Her hands were now around his back and pulling him close to be as deep as possible. Having a hard time with his self control, many of his muscles flexed and released as he restrained himself from all out aggression. "fuuuuuck" He said into her hair and the couch as he stayed buried deep in her hot wet core, causing him to throb and feel everything a little more.
Her thighs tightened against his hips as she wrapped her legs and his waist loosely and whimpered as he began thrusting into her with more force. It felt amazing and her insides rippled with pleasure. The rhythm picked up and their noises did too.
Athena could feel her limit approaching and ran one hand up to grip his broad shoulder and the other to run through his darkened hair. She kissed his neck and tembled against him as he kept hitting her 'O' spot. The way he dominated made her body and mind scream for more, his muscles flexing and keeping her pinned to the couch was sending her over the edge. It was coming. She gripped his shoulder tight and buried her face into his neck as her body took over and shook, the pleasure rolling through her body made her moan more loudly this time as she then, unintentionally called out his name again.
"Daarryl!" She exploded and her core tightened as she came while he thrusted into her. "Oh yaa" He quietly said aloud as he quickened his own pace when she called out his name. His entire body flexed as he breathed in deep and held it, and grabbing her hips and pulling her close as he went in deep as he could go and came hard, filling her up and causing them both to pull each other close as possible.
Athena opened her eyes and smiled as he lay on her partially, supporting himself with his knees. Both of them breathed heavily and looked at each other with something new. If he feeling was a sound, it would be click.
After they regained some energy they parted and cleaned themselves up. Athena took a little longer. But when she came back, Daryl had made a bed on a rolled up foam mattress that Jenner had given him. He was already laying in it looking like he was ready to pass out.
Hearing her come back, his half open cool blue eyes found her looking down at him on the bed. Holding up one arm all he said was "com'on" as he ushered her to join him. She did without question and moved close to him. Able to smell the lingering scent of whiskey again as he pulled her into his chest. Now she felt sober again and was a little taken back, hoping that what just happened wasn't only alcohol induced on his part.
Shrugging off the feeling, she kissed his jawline. His stubble tickled her cheek and so she moved her face to rest against his chest instead. Without much thought, sleep took hold of both of them. Leaving them to fall sleep, with limbs intertwined.