Things had been going well for them over the last month, Daryl had been making an effort to spend time with her friends, spending every lunch with her and occasionally joining them when they got together outside of school. His attempts at conversation were pretty much non-existent at the start but Carol didn't mind, she was just happy he was with her. He had started to slowly open up more with certain members of the group, Tara and Michonne never seemed put off by how reserved he was, Carol was their best friend and they were determined to get to know the boy she was in love with no matter how difficult he was to crack. She noticed he had struck up a bit of a friendship with Rick, other than herself he seemed like the person he was most comfortable talking to.

He was currently packing for a weekend camping trip they had invited him on, apparently it was an annual thing. He had been wary of going when Carol had suggested it but she had reassured him they would be surrounded by woods, if he needed some space to breath he would be able to disappear alone for a while. He was in the kitchen with Merle sorting out some food for the drive there.

"So you think tonight'll be the night?" Merle asked cocking his eyebrow, a grin formed on his face.

"What?" Daryl asked uninterested.

"Ya know! The two of ya in the wilderness, snuggled around a campfire, lil bit a alcohol flowin' through your veins, pretty romantic, perfect setting for a bit a screwin' around."

Daryl stopped what he was doing to stare at him blankly.

"You might finally getcha dick wet!"

"What makes you think I haven't already?" Daryl asked.

Merle let out a gruff laugh. "C'mon brother you can't hide anythin' from me, I can read ya like a book."

"Whatever," Daryl scoffed.

"So ya want some tips?"

"Fuck off I know what I'm doin'!" He snapped.

"This ain't one a them skanks from the club baby brother, this is the girl you've been in love with since you was walkin'. No room to be selfish here, ya gotta take ya time, make sure she's feelin' real good too."

"Exactly," Daryl smirked. "So why would I take advice from you?"

Merle picked up an orange from the fruit bowl in front of him and proceeded to launch it at Daryl who just managed to dodge it. Their argument was brought to an end when Delilah entered the room.

"Little shit," Merle grumbled playfully under his breath earning a snort from Daryl.

Delilah walked straight up to Daryl and wrapped her arms around his waist tightly from behind.

"I'm gonna miss you so much baby," she murmured into his back.

"It's two days mom," Daryl said threw a mouth full of food.

"I know, I know, but I've never had either you go away before, I'm allowed to worry," she grabbed his face to plant a big kiss on the side of his cheek. "You promise you'll call each night?"

"I dunno ma, we're kinda in the middle a nowhere, I might not have service," he shrugged, watching as her brow furrowed in concern. "But I promise I'll try," he added, which seemed to satisfy her a little more.

Looking at the clock on the kitchen wall he gathered everything he had prepared in his arms.

"Gotta finish packing, gonna be late," he complained making his way up the stairs.

"He'll be fine," Merle reassured their mother seeing the slight concern still etched into her features.

"I know," she sighed. "I should be happy, this'll be good for him."

He actually had to admit he was rather enjoying himself. They had arrived mid afternoon and set up up their tents before spending the remainder of the afternoon hiking through the woods, after that they had eaten around a campfire and now everyone had seemed to split off into their own little groups. Daryl was content sat by the fire, Carol between his legs with her back against his chest, a large blanket wrapped around his shoulders cocooning them both in warmth. Some people had already decided to call it a night, they had to be up early but a few still remained scattered around the campsite.

"Thank you for being here with me," Carol said turning her head slightly to look at him, her palm coming up to caress the side of his face. He pressed a kiss to her temple, and squeezed her tightly round the waist.

"S'nothing, I'm glad to be here," he said sincerely.

For a split second she looked dubious but she could see in his eyes he was telling the truth, he had come such a long way from the boy he was a few months ago. He was also happy to get away from home for a few days, he loved his mother and brother dearly but their constant questions were driving him crazy. Delilah was always asking how things were going, she just really wanted this to work out, she had never seen her son happier than he was right now and that made her equally as happy. Merle was just being Merle, he did it because he knew he was winding him up. He did have a point earlier though, this was pretty romantic.

Carol pulled his face closer until their lips met in a soft yet eager kiss. He continued to trail his lips along her jaw, slow wet kisses that sent a delicious shiver coursing down her spine.

"Mmmm," She hummed appreciatively, turning her head to give him better access. He nibbled on her earlobe before continuing down the side of her neck, sucking a little harder on the skin there she couldn't stop the breathy moan escaping past her lips. His hands wandered from where they were clasped around her stomach down towards her open thighs, his fingers tracing feather light patterns across the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, he was seriously turning her on. She grabbed the edges of the blanket and pulled it tighter around them, attempting to hide their actions from anyone that may glance their way.

He huffed a silent laugh and latched onto the exposed skin of her shoulder, biting lightly before soothing it over with his tongue. She pushed back into his groin and rolled her hips, a gruff moan rumbled deep in his throat. His fingers moved higher and higher with each stroke until he could feel the edges of her underwear beneath her shorts. Her whole body was tingling from the fire awoken by his touch only fuelled further by the feel of his own arousal pressing into her lower back.

"Tent. Now," She panted, her hands covering his to still his ministrations on her thighs.

They wasted no time shedding the blanket and making their way hastily to their tent. The remaining sets of eyes following as they scarpered across camp.

"They're totally about to do it," stated Glenn.

"Totally," Maggie agreed laughing.

Daryl practically dived on top of her the second the zip on the tent was closed, his lips crashing to hers with intensity. She lay back and pulled him so he was settled between her legs. She teased his demanding lips with the tip of her tongue and he eagerly granted her access desperate to taste her. He was resting his weight on his forearms either side of her head, his fingers tangled in her curls gently caressing her scalp. Her hands found purchase on his back, her fingers mimicking the dizzying patterns he was tracing on her moments before. They let themselves get lost in each other, consumed by the raw lust rippling through their veins, hips grinding together at a steady yet maddening pace. Her hands travelled lower into the back pockets of his jeans, gripping his ass in an attempt to bring him closer.

They broke apart breathless when her fingers brushed the small foil packaging in his pockets, she pulled it out and grinned as she held the condom up between them.

"Hmmm, you came prepared," she teased.

He stared in confusion for a moment before realising where it had come from.

"Merle," he sighed, lowering his head to hide his face in her neck.

"Well…" She mused twirling the wrapper round between her fingers. "We wouldn't wanna disappoint now would we."

His head shot back up to look into her face. "Really? Was worried you'd think I was a presumptuous asshole or somethin'"

"No," she laughed pulling his face close to hers again. "I came prepared too."

"Ya did?" He asked surprised, a cheeky grin spreading across his face.

"Mhm," She hummed biting her lower lip, "In my bag."

He was grateful that Carol and Merle had thought ahead because it honestly hadn't crossed his mind, even after Merle's jokes that morning he hadn't expected anything to actually happen. But this moment felt perfect, he couldn't imagine having to stop this now. He lowered his lips to hers again, this time with less urgency, it was long and tender, pouring everything they felt for each other into the kiss.

She dragged his shirt slowly up his torso, her fingers skimming across his warm skin leaving a trail of goosebumps their wake, their lips separating for a split moment to allow her to fully dispose of his shirt. Next it was his turn, running his hands up her stomach he revelled in the feel of her soft smooth skin, she squirmed underneath him as he reached her ticklish ribcage, giggling into his mouth as he continued to torment her. Her face went serious again when his hands moved up to the cups of her lacy bra, palming her breasts through the material. She tipped her head back and whimpered, her hips grinding up desperate to feel that friction again. He removed her shirt and also made quick work of her bra and shorts, she lay before him in just a matching pair of lace panties. His lips dragged a hot trail down the valley between her breasts, before taking one of the firm peaks in his mouth sucking gently.

She groaned again, her back arching into him encouraging him to keep going. He released her with a wet pop before continuing his journey down her body. He shifted himself down and pushed her thighs further open, he turned his attention back to her inner thighs knowing how sensitive she was there, knowing he could drive her crazy. He nipped and licked at the delicate skin, delighted to watch her writhe and tremble under his tongue. He could smell her arousal now, see the wet patch that had formed on the material of her underwear. Experimentally he nudged his nose to her centre, dragging it up the wetness until he reached her little bundle of nerves, he sucked the nub lightly before grazing over it with his teeth. Her hand flew into his shaggy hair, a much louder moan escaping her throat this time. She tugged on his hair, a silent beg for him to make his way back up her body.

"Now," she pleaded. "I want you now."

In her flustered state she clumsily unbuckled his belt before frantically ripping his jeans down his thighs. He chuckled as he leaned back to help her get them the rest of the way down his legs. She wasted no time hooking her fingers into the waistband of his plain black boxers and yanking them off too, his impressive erection springing free. She wrapped her fist around his length giving him a few steady strokes for good measure. His eyes fluttered closed and his breathing faltered as he finally got some of the relief his body had been screaming for. She loved the way he felt in her palm, all warm and heavy and pulsing with longing, she couldn't wait to feel him inside her.

She thrust the condom towards him urging him to put it on as she quickly removed her own underwear, as she waited for him her fingers wandered down to her wetness, playing with the slick folds she smiled up at him lovingly. His jaw dropped as he took in the sight before him. The girl of his dreams lay before him completely bare, touching herself in anticipation as she waited for him to make love to her. He thought about pinching himself to check he wasn't really dreaming.

He tore open the wrapper between his teeth and rolled the condom on before crawling his way back up her body. He kissed her once before resting his sweaty forehead to hers. His heart was racing a million miles a minute, his arms trembled where he was trying to hold his weight up, he felt like a virgin again. He didn't even feel this wound up when he actually lost his virginity, he hadn't been nervous, hadn't really thought that much about it, was just curious what all the fuss Merle made was about. But this, this mattered, she may not be his first but he was certain she would be his last.

She reached down and positioned him to her entrance.

"Ready?" She breathed.

He nodded, his brow still pressed to hers and proceeded to slide himself inside her with one strong thrust of his hips. They gasped sharply in unison as he buried himself to the hilt, her hands instantly cradling his face. He gave her body a moment to adjust to the size of him before starting to pump his hips in a steady rhythm, another whimper escaped her as she tried to wrap her head around perfect this felt.

"Fuck" she whispered, she voice so shaky she barely recognised it.

"I know," he responded equally as strained.

His lips sought out hers again and he gave himself over to her, tongues gliding together they picked up the pace of their rocking hips. He pulled away to bury his face in the crook of her neck, his short panting breaths fanning out across the sweat dampened skin causing her to shiver. She snaked one of her hands between their bodies to rub almost aimless circles over her clit, being so wet and pressed so tightly together made it difficult to focus on the one spot.

He felt himself getting close already, trying to focus on getting her there first he drove his hips forward more forcefully, repeating the motion when he hit a spot that had her eyes rolling into the back of her head. He was driving her crazy, she had never known anything could possibly feel this good. She could feel every inch of his throbbing dick dragging along her walls so perfectly with every thrust. White heat coiled at the base of her spine and she began to feel herself clench around him.

"Daryl, Daryl, Daryl," she mewled, holding his gaze as she came crashing over the edge. Her head fell to his broad shoulder, her teeth sinking into his golden flesh to try and stifle the scream that threatened to tear from her throat. He kept pushing himself to keep going until he was sure she had come down from her high but he was so fucking close. He muffled his own cry into her neck as his whole body went rigid, spilling his release as he continued to snap his hips weakly.

They breathed raggedly as they basked in the bliss of their orgasms, a tingling sensation running through out their entire bodies. He lifted his heavy head to rest back against her forehead, a sleepy smile spread across both of their features.

"So in love with you," he breathed lazily, his fingers tangling back in her curls to play with some pose strands of hair.

"Me too," She breathed back, her fingers running up and down his spine.

He felt like he was crushing her but he couldn't bring himself to move just yet. He shifted only slightly, enough for him to pull himself out of her and lay his head on her chest. They stayed there for a while and he listened as her heart rate returned to normal speed, he noticed that her breathing had evened out too. Glancing up at her he noticed she had nodded off into a peaceful looking sleep. Moving gently not wanting to wake her he sat up to discard of the condom and pull over the blanket to cover her. He watched her sleeping face and wondered what he could've possibly done to get so lucky. He knew that as long as her had her there by his side there was nothing he couldn't do.

*So this was supposed to be the last chapter of this but I have decided to leave it as incomplete for now. I have had so much fun writing this that I really want to carry it on, I just feel like I need s break to figure out where I'm going to go with it. So for now I'm going to focus on some prompts and come back to this after Christmas maybe. (Unless I have an idea before then) Thank you to everyone that has followed or reviewed this story, it really does mean so much to know you've enjoyed it too and I love you all xxx*