What? TWO new chapters in two days?! What can I say I was motivated.

Thanks for reading and reviewing the last chapter. Just to let the readers of my other fic Rear Window know, it's not forgotten. My muse has been absent for AU Negan and Kayla. I have some written but when I start struggling I try to work on other projects to unstick myself. Haha

I don't own the Walking Dead etc. OC and non canon storylines are mine.

ENJOY!

"I'm buying you this." Lila announced plopping a blue and white trucker hat on Daryl's head, the phrase, "Born to Ride" scrolled across the front. Smirking at the adorable sight, she slipped a pair of candy apple red sunglasses on and modeled them. Daryl pulled her into his chest and kissed her deeply before rasping, "Look sexy as shit in those."

"Excellent." She replied with a grin, pushing them up to hold her hair back. "Now we need snacks and water."

"Just ate woman."

"Yeah well, if we get somethin' now we won't have to stop anywhere later." She offered, her finger curling in his belt loop to tug him closer and speaking huskily. "Which means we can stay in, wherever we're goin'."

Growling low and deep, Daryl gripped her hips and replied, "Go on then. Get something for me while I hit the head."

Turning on her heel, she began to walk away but not before Daryl's hand whipped out to smack her on the ass loudly. Gasping, she turned to mock glare at him as he smirked back.

"Rude." She pouted, her lip poking out as his smirk turned into a full on grin.

"Ya loved it." He commented before strolling away.

Giggling under her breath, Lila strolled up and down the snack aisles as well as the wall of candy. Picking up a few different bags of chips and jerky, she settled on two different chocolate bars for dessert. A quick stop to the drink coolers and Lila found herself waiting for Daryl to exit the men's room. As she stood with an armload of supplies a voice from nearby startled her.

"Need some help sugar?"

Turning towards the gruff voice, Lila found a heavyset man in a flannel shirt and blue jeans smiling at her. He had crooked teeth and a scruffy beard covering his plump jawline. His pitch colored eyes slid down her body, the lazy gaze making her grimace. She really wasn't in the mood for a perverted trucker, not to mention the drama it would cause with Daryl. If he beat his brother into the ground for a derogatory statement, what would he do to a stranger being a scumbag?

"No." She replied, turning her attention back to the restroom door in hopes he would walk away on his own.

"Aww don't be like that sugar. I jus' wanna help a sexy lady like ya out."

"Look fuckface." She snapped, her voice rising slightly. "I don't need or want any goddamn help and if I did, it'd be from my boyfriend not some creep. So fuck off."

The bathroom door swung open and Daryl stepped out, his narrowed eyes going from Lila to the obviously irritated trucker. The man's eyes were blazing, his jowls jiggling as he ground his teeth in anger. Lila watched his fists ball up and shoulders rise at the sight of Daryl.

"Got a problem here?" Daryl asked, his voice deep and gaze sharp.

"No problem, your girl is just being an ungrateful bitch."

"Bes' move on like the lady said before I kick your fuckin' teeth in for talkin' 'bout her like that." Daryl threatened lowly, stepping forward into the other man's sweaty face. "Walk away now or ya won't be able to."

Backing up, the heavyset man raised his hands in surrender, a slimy grin curling his lips. "Alright, alright. No need to get violent son."

Daryl kept himself between Lila and the man, his broad shoulders blocking his view as he tried to get one last glimpse at her. Lila stayed in place until the jerk left the store, her lip chewed anxiously between her teeth.

"I'm sorry." She muttered, looking down as Daryl turned to look at her.

"Ain't your fault."

"This is the second time in twenty-four hours that you've had to stand up for me." Lila replied, letting Daryl take a few items spilling from her arms.

"So."

"So you're gonna get fucking sick of doin' it." She exclaimed, her eyes finally rising back to his. "You're gonna get sick of me attracting asshole's attention."

Daryl gripped her elbow and turned her to face him head on. Tipping her chin up, he drawled, "Ain't gettin' sick of defendin' ya."

"You say that now."

"Stop." He growled, leaning forward and speaking quietly but firmly. "Won't get sick of defendin' ya because ya deserve to be defended."

Swallowing thickly, Lila murmured, "You'll get sick of me."

"Only thing I'm gonna get sick of is potato chips." He joked, holding up three different types of chips, "Why ya got so damn many?"

Snorting, she looked away as her cheeks burned with embarrassment. "I didn't know what kind ya liked so I got a few."

"Yeah well, as much as I appreciate it, let's save some money for things other than junk food." Daryl spoke with a slight smirk, setting down two of the three bags of snacks. "Ya got everythin' else ya need?"

Nodding, Lila stepped in front of him and bounced on her toes to kiss him on the cheek. "Thanks, Daryl."

"For what?"

"Everythin'."

Reaching out, Daryl flipped her red sunglasses down onto her nose and smirked, "s'nothin'. Now come on, let's get the hell outta here before ya cause anymore trouble."

Scoffing, Lila followed him to the register and retorted, "Thought it wasn't my fault?"

"Oh it ain't, you're just too damn sexy to take out in public." He replied, a smile tugging at his lips. "Gonna get you a old sack to wear and a paper bag for your head. Maybe nobody'll notice how damn hot ya are."

Dropping everything on the counter, Lila added her glasses and Daryl's hat to the pile. "Don't count on it. I look good in just about anythin'." She replied, with a wry grin and amused eyes.

"Ain't that the fuckin' truth." Daryl rasped as the clerk rang up their items. Curling his fingers into her waist, Daryl pressed his mouth to her ear and rasped huskily, "Look bes' naked and under me though."

They were lying on a scratchy wool blanket, in a wheat field off the side of the old highway that ran through the vast farmlands. Lila wasn't too sure where they were but the air was clean and the view new. She hadn't seen a single familiar landmark all day. It was the freest Lila had ever felt in all her life.

Dropping her eyes from the wildly blue sky above, to the man laying on his back next to her, she watched Daryl chew on a blade of grass. The trucker hat they bought sat crookedly, pinning his messy hair to his forehead and behind his ears. Smirking she commented, "You're really getting' into the Ol' McDonald roleplay huh?"

Snorting, Daryl's head lolled to the side and he flashed an appealing grin. "Ya got a thing for farmers, Ol' Lila Mae?"

"Hey, it's Lila Ann and I think I can dig you in a dirty pair of overalls. Shirtless and sweaty, of course."

Chuckling, Daryl rolled onto his side and grabbed her waist to pull her closer. Kissing her temple, he drawled lazily, "You wanna stay here tonight or ride to a motel?"

"Should be warm enough to camp." Lila replied, her fingers combing through his hair to end up curled in the shaggy locks at the base of his neck.

"I'll keep ya warm."

The hoarseness of his voice made her stomach clench, there was a rawness in the sound that was tantalizing. She wanted the rough cadence drawled into her ear, his hot wet breath heating her neck. Lila's breathing became deeper, her lips parted as she stared into his heated eyes. Her heart thudded heavily against her ribs, as a flush painted from her chest to cheeks. With their foreheads nearly pressed together, Lila watched as his pupils dilated, the subtle blue swallowed in black.

"M'kinda cold, now that you mention it." Lila teased, her lip pulling into a crooked smile. Daryl's chest rumbled with a deep growl a moment before his mouth lunged forward. They met with instant desperation, the need sizzling straight through them. Daryl rolled onto his back, dragging Lila on top of him while gripping her waist. She pressed her hands into his wide chest, her fingers curling into his black t-shirt. He was so goddamn handsome it hurt.

"Fuck." Daryl hissed as she rolled her entire body weight on top of his aching groin. Laughing quietly, Lila sucked her bottom lip while peering down at him. "Did that feel good?" She asked coyly, her eyebrow cocked high and playful.

"Good ain't half of it, sweetheart." He grunted as she ground against him slowly, his fingers biting into the meat of her ass. "Fuckin' hell, take off your pants."

Rolling off of him, Lila kicked her boots away while unzipping her jeans. Daryl's hands joined hers as he tugged off the worn denim and panties in one fell swoop. Giggling as he frantically yanked her towards him, slotting himself between her legs as quickly as possible.

"Shuddup." He grumbled over his own amusement. "Gonna get it woman."

"Well, come on already redneck. You're wastin' time."

Lunging forward, Daryl attacked her mouth and neck with fervor, his hands stroking her bare thighs and ass. Lila worked on unbuckling his pants while sliding a hand into his boxers. The desperate groan that escaped his throat as she stroked him, had Lila tightening her fist and nipping his neck in excitement. She loved making him moan and squirm under her fingers.

Daryl pushed her shirt up and softly traced the dip of her belly button and the curve of her breast with his thumb. Lila's breath was taken as his mouth found its way over her nipple, his wet tongue and lips working it through the lace. She wasn't sure how but the sight of him suckling her bra covered breast was the hottest thing she'd ever seen, his vivid eyes consuming her every nuance adding to the erotic image. Her hand worked its way from his root to tip, pulling a feral growl from his throat.

"Son of a bitch." He cursed, his eyes sliding shut a moment before continuing his delicious assault.

"Fuck." Lila moaned as he pulled the lace away to suck the sensitive flesh into his mouth. Without the lace barrier his talented tongue had her writhing and wet. "More damnit. Daryl... please."

Daryl growled deeply, the sound purred against her ribs as he pulled his mouth from her breast. "Whatcha want darlin'?" He rasped, his thumb brushing across the wet puckered flesh in a tight circle. "Whatcha need?"

"Touch me."

"I am."

"Dick." She cursed as he merely circled her nipple with one finger in demonstration. "Touch. My. Pussy."

Groaning at her demand, Daryl's hand instant dropped between her soft thighs. "That's all ya had t'say sweetheart." He rasped softly while his thick digits drifted between her lips, spreading the silky arousal to her clit.

"Yes." She sighed breathlessly, her legs dropping open completely in submission. "So good."

"Yeah." Daryl grunted, his fingers pressing a gentle, teasing circle around her entrance. "Real good."

Lila shuddered as his fingers sunk into her with a few unsubtle plunges. Pulling and pushing her in a seductive rhythm, Daryl licked and kissed her neck while pleasuring her. Lila's hands stilled as his fingers and mouth overwhelmed her ability to function.

"Dare." She gasped, her head thrown back as his thumb pushed firmly into her clit while his middle fingers thrust inside her. The rhythm stuttered at her breathless exclamation but steadied as her walls clamped down onto his fingers near instantly. Arching from the ground, Lila's legs tried to slam shut as he continued to rub and stroke her lips and walls. A wave of relief swept through her, as her entire body relaxed from the body clenching orgasm.

Daryl's lips moved to her neck as he sucked a hot path up to her mouth. He tasted like fresh cut grass and cigarette smoke, his whiskers tickling her nose and lips. Lila's eyes fluttered as Daryl's fingers slid from inside to gently massage her lips before trailing the damp fingers up her thigh and hip.

"So goddamn pretty when you cum." He drawled, his eyes trailing over her flushed face and gasping mouth. Placing his fingers on her lips, he slowly slid them into her mouth to taste herself. "Good?"

Lila moaned in agreement, while sucking and tonguing his fingers clean. With a deep growl, Daryl slide between her legs and wrapped her thighs around his waist. Lila stroked his neck and chest, her nails scraping a tantalizing path to her goal. Her hands slid down to grip him in a tight fist, while rubbing her slickness against his hot swollen head.

"You wanna see what I look like when I cum on your dick?" She asked with a flirty smirk, her hazel eyes wide and innocent.

"Fuck yeah." He grunted, thrusting forward to bury himself to the hilt. Lila moaned, her back arching off the ground as he stretched her fully. Her fingers curled into his hair and neck, the man moaning at the sharp tug of her hands.

"Ya a'right?" Daryl rasped, his voice tight and controlled as he held both their hips still. She could tell he was holding himself back, the man worried he'd hurt her.

"Fuck me, baby." Lila murmured, her hooded eyes gazing up at him with unadulterated lust.

"Jesus Christ." He mumbled, before snapping his hips into her with no restraint. The grunts she released were purely wanton, the feeling of him pummeling her so thoroughly making her lose control.

"Yes. Yes." She panted, her hips rolling off the ground to feel him even deeper. "Fuck Daryl."

"I am." He grunted, before pulling back and flipping her to her stomach. Lila gasped as he pressed a hand on her back to keep her flat on the ground. Entering her from behind, Daryl covered her completely while rocking his hips into her spread thighs. He held her wrists above her head while tucking his face into her neck and sucking her ear lobe. His hoarse panting and subtle grunts had Lila writhing underneath him. She wanted to move, to rut into him but he was controlling every movement. His large palm pressed her waist to the ground allowing her barely enough room to angle her hips upwards.

"Not enough darlin'?" He panted, his teeth nipping the shell of her ear. "Need more?"

"Always." Lila gasped, the sound turning into a moan as his hand slid below her belly and in between her legs.

"Fuck." She grounded out through clenched teeth as an orgasm shuddered through her instantly. The man did not let up however, his fingers thrummed against her without respite until her broken cries echoed across the empty fields.

Daryl let loose as she roiled with aftershocks, the man growling furiously as he came as deep as he could get inside her. Falling to her side, Daryl flipped to his back as Lila rolled over also.

They lay there panting, both staring at the crystal blue skies smattered with white clouds. Lila rolled her head to the side and met Daryl's blown pupils.

"I think farm livin' suits us."

Huffing out a breathless laugh, Daryl gave her a surprisingly easy smile and replied, "Just don't start singin' Green Acres."

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