Prompt for Serpentinefire

Carol smiled as the sun beat down on her. She loved the sun and summer. It'd always been her favorite season. The feeling of the breeze licking at her own sweat as the sun warmed her body was one of her favorite things. That and swimming. She'd always been a water dog as her mother called it but she really took to it in college. They had a gym that had it's own pool and she took the lifeguard classes there. It easy enough and she was already a great swimmer so of course she'd passed.

She only came in for summers here. It was a lake town. That was what this place was all about. The water and hunting. Where her family ran the most of the water related functions. Her mother being highly involved. Deana was the mayor of their small town and made it her personal goal to make this a tourist hot spot. Will Dixon worked close with her since he was big into hunting and that was another thing people came here for. The elk, whitetail, and bear were big sport here.

"Carol!"

Carol smiled over at the sight of Merle Dixon nearly dragging his brother along with him. She could see easily it was Daryl and not Mac. Mac would have walked tall next to his older brother without a care in the world. He could be starkers and she knew that it wouldn't bother either Merle or Mac, two proud peacocks as her mother called them. No, she knew it was Daryl because he was red faced and sputtering at his older brother dragging him, literally.

"Any chance we'll see that top slip off today?" Merle leered.

Daryl's got impossibly redder and he avoided looking at her. Carol smiled at them and shook her head while cocking her hip out. Merle was the same age as her. She was use to his teasing. He'd never really tried anything with her unlike every other girl they were in school with. She was pretty sure every girl that was in school with Merle except her was a notch on that man's bed post. She figured his little brothers were like him but it took one time of meeting Daryl to know he was more Will Dixon than Merle Dixon.

"Not likely." Carol snapped the strap of her bikini. "What are you all up to today?"

Merle looked pointedly at his brother. Daryl scowled. She watched as Daryl crossed his arms over his chest and glared at his brother.

"Daryl here can't swim."

Carol looked wide eyed at the youngest Dixon. She knew Daryl was the youngest because his twin brother made it a point to tell everyone that he was exactly two minutes older than Daryl. Much to Daryl's amusement.

"How can that be!" Carol laughed and motioned to the vast lake behind her as she stood in the sand of the beach. "We literally live in paradise."

Daryl flushed and looked down. Merle elbowed him, "Spends all his time in the woods killing small fluffy animals."

Carol snorted and looked over at Daryl. He was chewing his lip. He briefly looked up at her and she watched as his eyes widened seeing her looking at him. He looked down again. Merle smiled at her. This was the last week of leave Merle had before he was sent back to base. Even she knew that. It was common knowledge that Merle Dixon was an Army Ranger and that his brothers were likely going to follow his footsteps like Merle followed his father's. This could even be the last summer she seen Daryl if it was true the gossip in town. Had he enlisted like some thought? Mac was to much a disaster to really listen to authority. He got in trouble just last week for flashing his genitals the police chief so she honestly doubted he'd enlist but if he did she could imagine all three Dixon's doing their father proud.

Merle shoved Daryl forward. He stumbled but quickly righted himself. It was unfair that even when he should have looked unbalanced and foolish he looked graceful. He was downright beautiful. It was an odd way to think of a man but he was. Daryl had grown up to be truly beautiful man. Not that Mac or Merle weren't attractive but something about Daryl struck her. Maybe it was how shy he was or the quiet nature he had. He was just so calm compared to his brothers. Mac and him were twins so it wasn't that Mac wasn't just as attractive but to her Daryl was more so.

"He needs lessons." Merle smiled, his eyes glinting.

"I do not." Daryl snapped.

"Can you swim?"

He shot a murderous look at her but bit his words back. Carol smiled at him and raised a brow. Merle threw his arm over Daryl's shoulder much to his brothers annoyance.

"Maybe you'll get lucky and her top will come off. Stop acting like seeing a half naked soaked woman swimming around you is going to kill you! I could have asked fucking Milton."

"Fuck you." Daryl said.

Carol felt a shiver run down her spin at his deep drawling voice. Accent thick and rough. It was always a strong reaction with him since she hardly ever heard his voice.

"Okay. We can start right now if you want. I'm free." Carol clapped. "Milton is watching the beach. I was just going to run home and eat but I can-"

"I have to go and if I leave him here to wait he's going to escape." Merle deadpanned.

Daryl huffed. Carol felt her smile get wider. Merle scowled.

"Well God forbid." Carol said dramatically. "I'll take him with me."

"I don't need a babysitter. I'm not a kid."

Just then Rosita and Tara walked up. "Don't we know it." Rosita winked.

"Wasn't yours and Mac's birthday a few months back? What eighteen? Nineteen now?"

Daryl licked his lips and met Tara's eyes. He nodded at her and she beamed. "Your evil other half owes me fifty dollars from pool the other night."

"Mac's a cheat." Rosita grinned.

"I clearly did not cheat. It's not my fault that she was too busy looking down Denise's shirt to pay attention to her shots."

"Oh yeah and who had Denise acting like that to help him win? YOU!" Tara sneered.

"Semantics."

Daryl snorted at Mac. Mac drug Daryl to him and away from Merle. Merle was talking to man anyways and ignoring them all. Carol watched as Mac whispered to his brother and Daryl laughed. He gave a real laugh and her breathing hitched at his genuine smile. Yeah, something about him stirred her blood and made her look forward to summers but also dread them. He was of age now so she shouldn't feel as dirty but she did. She graduated with his brother but here she was lusting after Daryl. The chance to get him soaked and half naked while teaching him to swim was too good an opportunity.

"Tara here is just bitter." Mac smiled.

"Excuse me! I am not." Tara laughed.

"You are."

"Why the hell would she be bitter?" Daryl questioned.

Carol watched quietly. Rosita nudged her. Leaning in her voice was so quiet even Carol had trouble hearing her. "Are you going to finally tell him that he's your filthy wet dream or are you going to pretend to be a nun this summer again?"

"Rosita!" Carol hissed shooting eyes at the brothers. Both were ignoring them as Mac taunted Tara. "Stop."

"No." She laughed. "You can tell him or I'll hit on him. If you won't try I will."

"He's eight years younger than us!"

"So? He's of age Carol. He's nineteen. In six months he'll be twenty. If he's old enough to enlist he's old enough for me to ride into the ground."

Carol flushed violently.

"Or you. I think he'd like watching you in reverse cow girl since he's staring at your ass right now."

Carol's eyes widened but when she looked over again Daryl wasn't looking at her. He was smiling at Tara. Why would he smile at her and joke with her but ignore her? He even acknowledged Rosita!

"You're just pissed I have a dick and not a cunt. It does suck but I'm telling you- this mouth would change your views lady." Mac leered at Tara. "I bet you'd taste-"

"Jesus fucking Christ Mac." Daryl grumbled.

"You can't look at her and tell me you don't think she'd taste fucking amazing." Mac laughed.

Daryl flushed and glared harshly at his brother. Mac leaned in again whispering something and Daryl snorted.

"Anyways ladies I need my baby brother."

"Two fucking minutes."

"Enough to make a baby of you." Mac smiled winningly.

Carol moved then and Daryl looked up. Carol felt her throat tighten at his eyes being on her.

"Oh no. Daryl's coming with me." Carol said.

Mac looked at her suddenly and she felt like she was looking down a wild animal. One that was regarding her much like a predator does prey. Was he looking at her like a father does a guy who hits on his daughter? Was that him sizing her up? He gave her a knowing smile that made her blood freeze. Even with him leering at her and blatantly flirting with her she never felt that attraction to him like she did Daryl. His smile had the nothing like the effect Daryl's did.

Daryl groaned and shook his head. "There's no need."

"Oh there is all kinds of need." Mac shoved him towards her suddenly. "Be gentle."

Carol snorted and she watched as Rosita and Tara walked away with Mac to Merle. Daryl tried to follow but Carol caught his shirt. He stopped and looked at her but it was enough time for his brothers to get away. He would need her now if he wanted to get home. She knew Merle drove.

"Come on, I'm parked this way."

Daryl chewed his thumbnail for a second before blowing out a breath. He followed her. It was reluctant but she felt her body heat as his steps were near silent but each thudded with her heart. How did one guy have so much pull over her without even trying?

Daryl let his legs drag along the water as he kicked them lightly while staying on the dock. Carol was floating on her back a few feet in front of him. He was glad he wore his sunglasses since she was in a red bikini that really was a sad excuse for a bikini. It was like she took scraps of lace and barely bothered to cover herself at all. It made his mouth water and his body heat. The last month he'd been constantly adjusting himself in hopes to disguise his hard ons. How she was so oblivious blew his mind but he wasn't complaining. Despite what his brothers thought he wasn't an idiot.

After she'd literally drug him home with her over a month ago he figured she would let it go. He didn't have plans to find her again for swimming lessons. Besides he knew how to fucking swim. Merle was an asshole. After she'd forced him out to pool at her mother's house he felt like to much of an asshole to tell her he already knew how to swim. He lived in a goddamn town that was partially surrounded by water. It'd be idiotic to not know how to swim. His father had taught him before he could even walk! Still, she was so enthusiastic and trying to hard he felt bad and just went with it.

How he was here a month later he wasn't sure. She hadn't relented and because his dad was close friends with her mother Carol knew exactly where he lived. Will of course being the traitorous douche lord he was would just tell her to let herself in and more than once Carol had literally drug him out of bed in all his hangover glory. Scowling and grimacing. He supposed on those days he did look like he couldn't swim since he just stood in the water like he'd rather be anywhere than standing with her half naked ass. Which at the time he'd was just trying to not puke down her chest since he had a terrible hangover, fucking Merle.

Still even in the month and half that Carol had became his personal shadow he couldn't bring himself to burst her bubble. How could one person be so happy? Of course she wasn't always bubbly happy but who the hell was? Robots. You couldn't trust people like that anyways and maybe her dirty looks made him feel more at ease. Besides if she'd just put more goddamn clothes on he'd feel better but she refused. How the hell was he supposed to be around her when at any minute he felt like she was going to pour right out of her fucking top!

"This is a beautiful spot." Carol chirped.

Daryl looked over and nodded at her. It was. Will Dixon had a beautiful piece of property. It'd been here longer than the town was. It'd been in their family for generations. It was surrounded by thick woods that spilled down to the waterfront. There was a beach that was covered in thick white sand and a dock that they'd built a few summers ago from the timber of their own land.

"All this here and you never swam. Ridiculous." Carol laughed. "No matter, you can now."

Daryl grimaced.

"You still don't like to swim do you?" Carol laughed swimming closer to him.

Wrong. He loved swimming. He was either swimming or in the woods. It'd been that way since he was a kid. It was just that he didn't like swimming with Carol. Carol was a handsy person. He didn't think she even noticed how much she really touched him. With her slithering around him in the water and touching on him made it hard to focus and not drown. The feeling of her smooth legs brushing against him put filthy images in his head and he really would just rather sunburn on the dock then get in the water.

"Get in." Carol looked up at him.

Daryl licked his lips. He grunted when suddenly Carol caught his ankle and jerked hard. He fell into the water unceremoniously. He came up sputtering and was met with her ringing laughter. He glared and watched as she kept laughing. He huffed and looked around for his sunglasses but knew they were lost. He huffed and looked at the dock and readied himself to pull back up when he felt her arms go around his neck and her legs lock around her waist. He sucked in a breath when she pressed herself completely to his back. Her bare flesh pressing into his bare back. It was torture of the worst kind because this girl was every dirty fantasy he'd had over the years. Every since he could remember meeting her.

"You can't get out Daryl." Carol was breathless and her warm breath on his throat had his breathing speeding up.

Bracing his hand against the dock pylon he tried to steady himself. At the dock he was tall enough to reach the bottom whereas Carol wasn't. He looked over his shoulder and Carol beamed at him.

"It's a pretty day and the water feels great. Why come down here if you don't swim with me?"

"Because if I didn't you wouldn't leave my room and let me sleep. WE've been over this dozens of times by now." Daryl deadpanned.

Carol laughed and waggled her brows. "It does you good to be outside and not just in the woods before you say something."

Daryl huffed and tried to shake her off his back. Carol laughed and each jerk of her chest was making her breast brush over his back more. He could feel the slight scratch of her bathing suit teasing him. He was in hell and he could feel his body starting to heat in a way that didn't bode well for him.

Suddenly Carol swam around in front of him and studied his face. He leaned against the pylon and still she made sure to be in front of him. She was kicking her legs to stay afloat and he knew what she'd do before she even tried. Suddenly her legs were locked around his waist keeping her above water without her having to try. He held back a groan as the warmth of her was almost pressed right into his groin. Small miracles that she was at least decent enough to not close that distance between them. If she did she'd be in for a surprise. He was going to kill Merle and Mac for doing this to him. He should have never let it slip about his attraction to her.

"Are you enlisted?"

Daryl looked at her suddenly shrugged. "I've talked to them a few times but haven't signed nothing yet."

"What did Will say?"

Daryl bit his bottom lip hard. He tasted blood but before he could do anything about it Carol pulled his lip free and swiped her thumb over. He looked at her sharply. Her eyes were wide like she hadn't meant to do that. He cleared his throat and drug his hand through his wet hair.

"He was a Ranger."

"But how does he feel about you or Mac signing up?"

"Mac won't." Daryl laughed. "Mac hates the government. I'm honestly surprised Merle is still in since he's got such an issue with being told what to do. He thinks everything is a conspiracy. Ask him about taxes- just once."

Carol raised a brow at him.

"He got fucked up the summer before he shipped out and had a tin foil hat on his fucking head so sure that the NSA was trying to spy on him."

Carol guffawed.

"Mac still has the hat."

"Does he remember doing it?"

"Yes." Daryl smiled suddenly. "Seeing my brother freak the fuck out was enough to make me decide getting high and freaking out over the government wasn't my idea of fun."

Carol snorted and leaned more into him. He tried to put distance between them quickly. His heart was thundering. Carol was shifting and each movement made the issue at hand that much worse. To stop her from finding out he grabbed her hip and thigh quickly to stop her moving. Carol's breathing hitched and she looked at him.

He opened his mouth to apologize for touching that way when suddenly he had an arm full of her and her mouth was slanting over his possessively. He groaned and her nails bit into his shoulders harshly holding him in place like she was scared he'd pull away. Which was bullshit because he wasn't sure he even had control of his own body.

He stepped forward and Carol's back met the docks pylon and she moaned arching into him. He grunted at the contact but she didn't stop there. Carol rolled her hips against his and the feeling her dragging along his cock was enough to have him jerking back from her mouth. Her hand sunk into his hair refusing to let him go far.

"Fuck." He groaned.

Carol nodded and her mouth was back on his just as quick. He was panting through his nose roughly trying to get his breath but she was dragging him tighter to her. Carol moaned and started moving more feverishly against him. He dropped his hands and slid them down her thighs around to her ass and lifted her more. It put her completely even with his cock and she cried out at the contact and tore her mouth away.

Carol was panting and her eyes were glazed over. She stared at him for a second before her hands were behind her head. He watched wide eyed as her top fell down. It was still tied below her breast at the back but the top was undone. He groaned and hoisted her higher up around his body and she sunk her hands back into hair dragging him into her. He didn't need encouragement. He kissed down her throat in the front and felt her throat spasm before he made his way down her sternum. Sliding one of his hands from her ass he let it glide up her side before cupping her breast. Carol whine low in her throat and he swept his thumb over her nipple.

He pinched her sharply and Carol cried out again and he smiled against her chest before he caught her other nipple with his mouth. His teeth scraped against her and Carol was shaking in his arms. He looked up at her and he met her eyes. Her legs tightened more and he could feel her thighs starting to shake. His own eyes widened when suddenly she was falling apart in his arms without him really touching her much at all.

He released her nipple with an obscene pop and she slid more down his body and back against his straining cock.

"Did you just-"

"Yes." Carol panted, her breast heaving and brushing his own chest now.

He swallowed thickly and watched as her eyes looked between them before she met his eyes. His cock was pressing against her center. Her thighs flexed around his hips. Carol's hand was between them tearing at the waistband of his swimming trunks, well ball shorts since she drug him out of bed not giving him a chance to change, and he didn't even try to stop her. He was to short the blood supply he needed for higher brain function.

"Daryl." Carol's voice was breathless.

He met her eyes and she pushed his wet hair from his forehead and smiled at him. It was gentle and warm despite the tight grip she now had around his cock. How she could look the epitome of innocence while her hand slid down his dock with such precision was striking.

"Tell me you want this."

He smiled suddenly and raised a brow. "I think you've got more than handful that tells you this is exactly what I want."

"Thank god!" She cried out before she kissed him again.

He groaned into it and her grip flexed over him. She was rolling her hips against him roughly and he dropped his hand to her hip to steady her. His other hand was braced against the pylon keeping them balanced. The water was lapping at his back and the sun was bearing down on him likely burning his back but fuck if he cared at the moment.

"Oh shit." Carol keened in her throat. "Daryl."

His hand slid from her hip across her thigh and between her thighs. Carol nodded while kissing down his jaw and making her way to his throat. Her arm tightened around his shoulders as he stepped closer to her. Carol moaned and kept her movements up against his cock but lost some range of motions since he was closer to her now.

Carol released him the second his hand was between them and she mirrored him but instead she jerked her bikini bottom to the side bearing herself to him. He groaned into her hair. Sliding his fingers along her slit he could still feel her overwhelming heat despite the water they were in. He wanted to bury be buried inside her desperately.

"Stop teasing me." Carol whined into his throat.

Taking her advice he pushed two fingers into her at once. Carol pushed against his hand and rolled her hips as much as she could. The movement brushed his cock he grit his teeth. Carol was damn near riding his hand as his thumb circled her clit. The water around them was starting to stir more and he felt his breathing pick up. The heat surrounding his fingers was better than he imagined for the last couple years. She was tight, too fucking tight, and he pulled her head back kissing her roughly to quiet her.

She let him lead the kiss before mumbling against his lips. "More. I need more."

He nodded jerkily and she was already ready to guide him exactly where she wanted. One thing about it. Carol wasn't a bit fucking shy. If she wanted something she went for it and he was use to her already bossing him around. He smiled at that. She was bossy and she'd been bossing him around for the last month! He didn't want to think about what a fucked up situation it was because any time someone tried to tell him what to do usually he bristled and got pissed. When Carol did it though it made his blood heat and he had to adjust himself. He didn't want to think about how many times he'd had to jerk off over the last goddamn month because of her. He didn't want to think about his brothers catching him fucking jerking off either. Fucking hell.

Carol rolled her hips and guided him at the same time, the movement had him sinking into her. He swallowed because he wasn't sure that this was going to work. He knew she was tight but fuck. Carol wasn't one to give up and not get what she wanted though. Carol locked her legs around his waist tighter and met his eyes. The look there was dark and the blue of her eyes were more midnight than he'd ever seen.

Suddenly she was using the strength of her legs to force him to thrust into her fully. He grunted at the impact of his hips meeting hers roughly. Carol cried out and threw her head back. Both of them panting. When he felt like he could move without making a fool of himself he shifted slightly. Each little movement had her gripping him even tighter.

"Jesus christ." He mumbled into her throat. "What the fuck has you so worked up?"

Carol laughed suddenly and rolled her hips lightly. "You." She moaned, "Just you."

Daryl doubted that but okay. There was no reason Carol, who was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen, would ever be interested him beyond friendship. If anything he was sure she'd eventually end up married to that smarmy fuck Phillip or Shane. Both douche bags but enough charm to get past the snakes.

Deciding not to question it while that insane heat was wrapped around him so tightly. Daryl done just that and pulled out just enough to thrust into her. Carol released a breath and hissed through her teeth something that sounded a lot like his name. Repeating the action he changed the angle and lifted her up a little higher. When he thrust into again Carol cried out loudly and shook in his arms. Jackpot. He focused on that spot and started driving into her with single minded purpose. Carol was a mess in his arms and he felt a smug sort of satisfaction.

He faltered mid thrust though when he heard boots after a few minutes. He was breathing heavily and Carol whined in her throat not even bothering to lift her head from his shoulder. He wasn't sure her eyes were even open. Her teeth had been buried in his shoulder for the better part of five minutes.

"I thought they'd be down here."

He swallowed hearing his dad. Carol lifted her head then and blinked at him owlishly. Her eyes were still glazed and she was panting still. He tried to move but she growled at him locking her legs around him again. He looked at her panicked still hearing the boots coming closer.

"Maybe they're at the end of the dock floating around like the other day." Mac's voice carried.

Daryl panicked and jerked her into his chest and ducked his head and moved as quietly as he could. Carol was still wrapped around him not even entertaining the idea of letting go. The sound of the water lapping at the dock, sand, and boat house was enough to cover the sound of their movements. Daryl got them under the dock and let out a breath. Carol leaned in kissing up his throat and to his ear. He felt his body shudder and knew she did too when she laughed lightly.

"Move Daryl." Carol pleaded. "I want you to cum for me." She purred into his ear quietly.

The sound of Mac and his dad getting the part of the dock they were under was almost over head. Carol intentionally tightened her muscles around him and met his eyes. He bit his lip to keep from groaning and she did it again. Carol leaned back away from and against the pylon that was under the dock and not the one they'd been using before for balance. He watched as her breast moved with her movements, they were shallow rolls of her hips but enough to have him sinking into her and her dragging along his cock. Enough for her breast to move and the water to lap against her. She was ever devious filthy dream, thought and desire he'd ever had rolled into one.

He moved when the next wave of water hit the docks. His mouth was on hers and he thrust into her roughly. Carol sunk her nails into his back roughly and met his thrust with her own, begging for more.

"I thought you said she came over today?" Will's voice was just above them.

"She did. Her fucking car is still here." Mac retorted.

"Are you sure they weren't up at the house? Was Daryl's truck or bike there?"

"How the hell am I supposed to know? She's always dragging him down here making him swim around or talk to her when she does."

"You realize that was mean of you all to tell her he couldn't swim." Will laughed. "Knowing damn well your brother is a better swimmer than either of you."

Carol jerked back from him and met his eyes. Her won wide and her brow climbed. Despite her questioning look the second he tried to stop thrusting she used her legs to make him. He bit his lip to keep from groaning as she started tighten around him even more. That same intense heat getting even warmer, slicker, and fucking heavenly.

"You could swim?" She hissed in his ear, still kissing along his throat.

Daryl buried his face in her throat to keep from laughing because of course they would also turn around and find a way to tell her he could swim. Now he just looked creepy. Carol mirrored him and buried her face in his throat as well. She moaned quietly.

"Harder." She pleaded.

"Yeah well he wasn't going to talk to her unless we forced his hand." Mac laughed. "Merle was the one who done it anyways bitch at him not me. I just told him that Daryl had a crush on her."

"Is that Daryl's sunglasses?" Will ignored Mac.

Daryl tensed at Mac's words but it was too late. Carol was shuddering in his arms violently as her climax hit. He kissed her to smother her sounds and kept fucking her the entire time. She was wrapped so tightly around him and the heat that was enveloping him was so intense that he followed shortly after. Her hands were in his hair keeping him there as they kissed, refusing to let him pull away.

"Yeah I think so."

"She likely threw them in the water one of the days they were down here."

"You think we should get them out of the water for him?" Mac questioned.

"If you want to jump in there with jeans or boots on go ahead. I'm not." Will said.

"Nah, fuck him."

"What I thought." Will laughed. "Lets check the house and if we don't see him then I'll call Deanna. I'm sure Carol's got her phone on her. If she's not with Daryl she might know where the fuck he is."

"Why the fuck you need to find him so bad?"

"Nevermind what I need your brother for. Just find him."

The sound of the two leaving had Daryl letting a breath out. Carol was still panting against his throat and he tried to disentangle himself from her but she wasn't having it. She leaned back and grinned.

"You have a crush on me."

"I also have my dick in you." He deadpanned.

Carol's eyes widened and her jaw dropped. "My god you really are Merle's brother!"

"You doubted it?" He snorted.

"Your so sweet and shy though."

Daryl raised a brow and pointedly looked at her breast. "Carol I think we're past sweet and shine. I think we got past that the day you stormed into my bedroom while I was changing and still refused to leave the room."

"That-"

"Or to turn around." He interrupted.

"Well...I...You could swim though."

Daryl flushed. "I was going to tell you but you were so excited it seemed almost mean at the time and then it'd just went on long enough and it wasn't hurting anyone for you to think you taught me."

Carol smiled at him, "Merle's brother but still sweet."

Daryl finally stepped back and sucked in a breath as he righted his clothes. Carol was tying her top and chewing her lip. He waited on her before he swam out from under the dock. When he did he looked up at the house and seen neither Mac or his dad. Carol followed and frowned.

"If we go up there wet they're going to know we've been swimming."

Daryl climbed on the dock and drug her up by her arms. Carol grinned at him and he ignored her. She was walking behind him and muttering.

"We have to get you a shirt."

"Why?"

"If they see your back or shoulder the jig is up."

"It was a bad jig to begin with." Daryl snorted.

Carol huffed and Daryl stepped into the garage instead of the patio door. Carol followed. Her car was indeed parked here. He walked over to the truck there and lightly cracked the door. HE dropped his soaked shorts and Carol's eyes widened. He gave her a look that clearly said "Are you kidding me?" before he pulled a pair of jeans out of the back seat and a navy tee. Socks and boots followed quickly after and Carol walked over still in her bikini.

"What about me?"

"Did you just drive here half naked?" He asked.

Carol scowled. "Well no."

Daryl thrust a shirt from his back seat at her. "We're taking my truck. Just put that one till we get out of here."

"They're going to hear you leave." Carol laughed.

"What's your point?"

"Your dad clearly needs to talk to you."

Daryl grimaced. "I'm not going to do what he wants to there is no need. I'm not taking one for the team. Mac can."

"What?"

"That stupid fucking shit they have every year. One of my dad's old war buddies is coming in. He's got this daughter that looks like a boiled toad. He wants me to show her around and I get stuck doing shit like this because Merle is a asshole and Mac would tell her she looks like a deep fried frog."

Carol stared at him in horror. "That's terrible. I'm sure she-"

"She does and trust me it is nightmare inducing. Mac can have fun with her."

Carol pursed her lips and nodded. "He could still ask later. You're the sweet brother after all."

Daryl grimaced and opened the driver door. Carol stepped in front of him. She was climbing up in his truck with her ass right in his face. He pushed her quicker when he heard steps over head. Once Mac heard the garage start to open he'd know Daryl hid. He knew that Daryl didn't want to toad duty so he'd been preening Daryl in front of Will like some prized whore. Asshole.

Carol spun when he was in the truck. "Let me help."

"Carol I don't think you-"

He grunted when suddenly she was in his lap basically. He groaned low in his throat when he felt her mouth connect with his throat. There would be no hiding what she was doing. He tried to push her back but only got more of a lap full. He closed his eyes and swallowed and felt her smile against the front of his throat.

When he set back she looked smug. "I don't think having you walk her around with a big black hickey on your throat is what your dad would want."

"Like Mac can't have some slag-"

"Rosita told me Mac won't let girls mark him. He hates it. So no, he won't let some slag do it. Besides he's only sleeping with her and she don't like hickeys either."

Daryl stared at her for a second and nodded slowly. Carol grinned and pushed the button to raise the garage door. He turned the engine over quickly and sure enough the second he cleared the door Mac stepped into the garage scowling at him. Will on the other hand was just walking down to the bikes and about to straddle his own. He paused and motioned for Daryl to stop. Carol tensed next to him and he raised a brow.

"I'm practically naked!"

"You have on more than you usually do around him. Calm the fuck down. Besides you just branded my fucking neck I think wearing my shirt is the least of your issues."

Will came up the window and Daryl turned looking at him. If he didn't know his dad so well he would have missed it. But he did and he wanted to laugh. Will's eyes had widened for a mere second almost comically wide at the sight of his throat. He wasn't sure how big a hickey she'd made but from the look he'd got he was sure it was a mess.

"Where are you going?"

"Food."

Will hummed and looked at Carol. He raised a brow at her and swept his eyes over her clothes.

"I'm guessing the drive thru." He laughed. "You know you left your sun dress in his room before you drug him out of the house. It'd be easy to run in and get it."

Carol pursed her lips. "I'm fine."

"I'm sure you are." Will laughed.

"Buckle up." Will ordered before walking off.

Will whistled and jerked his head at Mac. Mac threw his hands in the air and then flipped Daryl off. Carol snorted next to him and just tugged the shirt off. She was in her bikini and sprawled over his seat.

"Well….your brothers are horrible but I'm happy they lied to me."

Daryl looked over at her but looked back off. He was happy that the assholes lied too but he wasn't about to tell either of his brothers that. Lest they get ideas to help him out with shit else again. Carol stretched like a cat sunning herself and he got a lap of her feet causing her to laugh.

"I think next time we'll just rent a damn room." Carol muttered. "You brother is going to do something to get back at you. Now your dad knows we had sex. My mom is going to know- which is going to be awkward because she's going to say something along the lines of how you are in the sack. No thank you."

"What the fuck." Daryl said.

"Is there anything else you need me to give you lessons on, Daryl?"

He looked over sharply at the sound of her breathy voice and the way she was watching him left little to the imagination about what she meant. He swallowed and she looked like the cat that got the cream. Maybe he should thank his brothers after all. He would have never approached her otherwise. Merle was a dick but he was a good dick. Daryl grimaced at that and shook his head. Merle was a dick, period.