Title: Free at last
Prompt: Seven Heavenly Virtues: Temperance
Character: Carol Peletier & Daryl Dixon
Word Count: 243
Rating: M
Beta: Suzanne
Warnings: Will never take place, sniffle.
Carol knew she should show a little restraint, but she couldn't stop. They couldn't stop. It was just too good to stop right now. The night was so young and when the sun rose up in a few hours they would face again the harsh new world. Now was time to enjoy the closeness of two heated bodies and drown in pure lust and satisfaction.
Who had thought Daryl and she would fit so well in bed? They had a awkward start with clumsy fumbling, fear of openness and cursing during pre-ejaculating or no orgasms at all. Now they had reached a phase of moaning, groaning and begging for more. Carol was so excited for the next chapter of intimacy.
Carol felt so free in Daryl's arms and under his curious tongue and fingers. No lover before cherished her this way. With Ed she had experienced how physical strength could go wrong and become humiliating. Daryl used his power and oh so well toned body to guide Carol to never known levels which she relished. But she was also more involved in their love-making, want to explore every detail of her partner.
Carol could see Daryl's blue eyes in the dim light of the sputtering candle. The dirty smile on his lips told her he also was up for round three. His hand already sneaked between her sweaty tights.
"Sleep is for losers," he whispered their secret slogan, and buried her under him.