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This chapter will have some smut in it, please dont read if you're offended by such content!
Chapter 12
"Think she'll see this?" asked Riley, straightening up. She'd been stood on the hood of a car, spray paint can in hand, crouching over and spraying a note for Sophia.
SOPHIA STAY HERE, WE WILL COME EVERY DAY
"Of course she will, kid aint blind" said Daryl, standing at the front of the car with his arms crossed, squinting in the sunlight. He held out his hand for Riley as she jumped down from the bonnet. Carol arranged a variety of food and drinks on the car, and sighed sadly as she glanced at the sign. "She'll come ba'" Daryl assured Carol. She looked up at him, tears in her eyes.
"Thank you" she whispered, before heading into the RV.
"Come on, Jersey" Daryl jerked his head towards the RV. Riley picked up her backpack and shrugged it onto her shoulder, before stepping onto the vehicle. Andrea and Carol sat around the small table, Daryl sat in the passenger seat next to Dale, and Riley sat in the walkway, leaning against the tiny bathroom door as they began to drive to the farm. The journey was awkward and silent, and Riley could feel Carol's eyes on her, still full of blame. Dale cleared his throat.
"So, Riley, you never told us how you ended up in Georgia?" he asked, glancing at her in the rearview mirror.
"Um, well, after...after everything at home.." she mumbled, swallowing hard "I just packed a few bags and drove outta Jersey"
"Why Georgia though?" asked Andrea, still trying to put her gun together.
"Well, I thought that the deep south wouldnt be affected by this shit" Riley said, a small laugh escaping from her "How wrong was I? Plus I'd heard on the radio something about Fort Benning...every other 'safe haven' I'd driven to was a dead end, and I figured the further I got from the east coast, the more chance I'd have at finding a place that wasnt fucked. But my car broke down on one of the highways just outside Atlanta and I had no choice but to walk...I grabbed essentials from my car, shoved it in my bag and left the rest. I walked for fucking forever, mustve been at least a few days, I slept in trees to avoid walkers at Daryl and Merle found me in the woods, and the rest is history" she shrugged. She looked at Andrea "You were on a road trip right?"
"Yeah...with Amy" Andrea whispered, and Riley nodded, not saying a word. She stood up off the floor and stretched. She caught sight of a mailbox, and opened the window, leaning out of the RV.
"Dale!" she banged on the side of the RV, causing the old man to bring it to a slow crawl so she could read. "This is their mailbox...must be up there!" she said, pointing up the road. She pulled herself back into the RV, and walked up to the two men at the front. As they crawled up the winding road, she spotted the farmhouse in the distance, cows were grazing over the fields. it was kind of pretty, for somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Dale stopped just out the front of the house and Riley waved a little to Glenn, T-Dog and Shane, who were stood on the porch with the girl from the woods and an old man, with white hair. RIley stepped off the RV and walked over to the familiar faces, hugging Glenn and T-Dog.
"How's Carl? And your arm?" she asked, looking at T-Dog.
"The boy will be fine, he's resting" said the old man, softly, extending his hand "Hershel Greene"
"Riley Addams" she smiled, shaking it "Thank you so much for taking care of Carl and T"
"We weren't exactly gonna turn them away" said the girl "I'm Maggie, sorry for almost knockin' ya over with my horse out there"
Riley shook the girl's hand and laughed a little
"No problem, luckily Daryl had lighting quick reactions"
"Where's Rick?" grunted Daryl, eyeing the strangers. Hershel frowned a little at his rudeness.
"They're with their son, they needn't be disturbed" Hershel said firmly "You can park your vehicle over there, and set up your camp" he pointed to ground away from the house that was sheltered by trees.
"Thank you" said Riley, again, glaring at Daryl, as they moved their stuff over to their new 'home'.
"Wha'?" he growled at her as he helped her set up her tent.
"That was rude, the man's given us a safe place to sleep and saved Carl's life, you didnt have to be so harsh" she mumbled.
"We don' know these people, just cuz the ol' man fished a bullet outta the kid don' mean he's a saint" Daryl spat, Riley shook her head, laughing a little "Wha' now?!"
"Nothing" she giggled "You're cute when you're all riled up"
Daryl flushed
"I aint cute, woman" he grumbled, but smiled a little at her.
"Naw, cuz you're a man, an' men aint cute, men are manly!" she dralwed in her best Southern accent, flexing her arms and puffing her chest out. Daryl rolled his eyes, smiling, as she followed him over to where his tent was set up. Dale chuckled as he watched Riley follow Daryl, copying his walk, with her chest still puffed out.
"Will ya stop?" Daryl chuckled at her as she walked around in a circle by his tent, still copying his walk as he threw his bag into his tent. She ignored him and carried on.
"Now that y'all are settled, would ya mind helpin' us?" Maggie's voice made Riley immediatly drop her arms and deflate her chest as she spun around to see the pretty woman stood there, her arms crossed and one eyebrow raised at Riley. Riley blushed a deep red and Maggie chuckled. "Y'all are a cute couple" she smiled, looking at Daryl.
"We aint a couple" he immediatly said, and regretted it instantly as he looked at Riley. She hadn't confirmed anything between them, and he didn't want to automatically put a label on them in case she didn't want him no more. She felt like she'd been kicked in the chest, what was all that in the woods last night? Had he changed his mind? Was he just after a fuck buddy? He seemed to like her, and now...? Riley's brow furrowed a little before she gave a fake, but very convincing laugh.
"We get that all the time! Wonder why..." she said quietly, glancing at Daryl who looked a little confused himself. She then followed Maggie up to the house, without saying another word to Daryl.
"I didnt mean to-" Maggie started
"Meh, it's fine! We're just...friends" Riley sighed, catching sight of Glenn on the porch, watching every move Maggie made "Seems like our Glenn likes the look of you" she smiled and Maggie blushed.
"Lord, no" she shook her head, smiling a little. Shane walked over to Riley, and she noticed he was limping.
"Shane?! What happened to your hair?" she gasped at his new buzzcut, he ran his hand over his head in a frustrated manner.
"Wanted a change" he grumbled. He then went on to explain about his trip to the school with a man called Otis, who was a member of Maggie's family. Otis never made it back. Riley watched Shane as he told his story, and something about his story, the way he told it, didnt sit right with her.
"I'm sorry for your loss" she said to Maggie, whose eyes had welled up. She shook her head and walked into the house.
ooooooooo
After a funeral service for Otis, Maggie brought out a map to assist the group in the search for Sophia. Rick had left his son's bedside for a walk outside, although he still looked a little wobbly on his feet
"Daddy says he's not allowing Shane to leave because of his ankle, and Rick's given Carl three units of blood, he can barely move from his chair" Maggie said, with a look towards Rick, as she spread the map over the bonnet of the car that Glenn and T-Dog drove to the farm. Rick sighed, feeling useless.
"Ah'll go" said Daryl and Riley looked at him.
"I'll come to" she said "I-"
"No, Riley we need you here, we should get everybody trained up with guns" cut in Shane.
"I'd prefer it if you didnt carry guns on my property" Hershel walked over to the group, looking at Shane who scowled at the old man, opening his mouth to argue.
"We have to respect his wishes, we are on his land" hissed Rick to Shane "We're guests"
Riley frowned as Maggie looked at her, eyeing the shotgun slung over Riley's shoulders. Shane handed over his gun to Hershel, although he wasnt happy about it, and Andrea did the same. Everyone looked at Riley and she sighed, handing over her gun. Hershel then glanced over at Dale, who clutched his rifle tightly. Rick managed to negotiate that Dale could keep his gun and serve as lookout on the top of the RV. Hershel agreed, begrudgingly. Riley and Daryl broke away from the group as he prepared to look for the little girl.
"You dont have to go alone, please...let me come with you..I know I haven't been the most useful hunting partner, but it's my fault that Sophia is out there..I want to help, please" she begged, grabbing hold of his arm. She didnt care about how he'd blew them off earlier, she cared about finding that little girl and bringing her back safely. He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Riley.." she noted the use of her real name, and not his nickname for her "I wor' better alone...'sides, if I run into walkers, I only gotta worry about me and not ya too"
"You dont have to worry about me, I can handle myself"
He snorted and she glared at him as he slung his crossbow over his shoulder. "Please." she asked one last time. He sighed again, frowning.
"Fine, but you stay close ta me, none o' this laggin' behind bullshit that cost me ma deer las' time" he warned and she nodded. "You go' ya knife this time?"
She bent down and pulled it from her boot. He nodded. "Git ya bat too" he said gruffly, he wasnt taking any chances. She ran over to her tent, figuring she could also use a change of clothes. She peeled off her clothes she'd been wearing for the last two days, and pulled on some baggy kahki cargo pants and a black racerback vest top. She tightened her boots, tucking the loose legs on her pants into them, and found her bat, twirling it around in her hands.
"I'm going with Daryl" she said to Andrea, who was sat at a picnic table with Shane, cleaning their guns. She nodded.
"Be safe" she said and Riley nodded, smiling. She turned and jogged back over to Daryl, who was already making his way towards the woods. When they were in the shelter of the trees, he laced his fingers through hers gently. She frowned a little, looking down at his hand, but she didnt pull away.
"You-" she started but he cut her off by kissing her roughly, his tongue tracing her lips. She sighed, opening her mouth for him as he gently pushed her up against a tree, deepening the kiss. He broke away, leaving her gasping "Mmmwhat?"
"Yer stubborn as hell, ya know tha'?" he growled, his eyes darkening as he looked her over "Was plannin' to come on ma own, and ya nagged and nagged...jist can't say no to ya, woman" his forehead rested against hers as he eyed her hungrily. She smiled a little and pushed her chest into his, he groaned. "We shuld'nt...not before lookin'...be too tired"
"You plan on wearing me out, Mr Dixon?" she smirked, raising an eyebrow at him. She ran a hand down his chest, grasping his erection through his jeans, making him groan. She rubbed him gently, standing on her tip toes to whisper in his ear "Maybe I plan on wearing you out" she grinned, licking the shell of his ear, and then nibbling on his lobe. She then pushed him off of her and continued to walk into the forest. She grinned to herself, if they weren't a couple as he'd insisted, she didnt have to feel bad about leaving him with blue balls. He stood there, wide eyed as he watched her walk away.
"Damn woman's gonna kill me, guess ah deserved tha" he grunted, re-adjusting himself before jogging after her.
ooooooooo
"SOPHIA!" Daryl bellowed as they came out of the abandoned farm house they'd discovered. They'd found a closet with a makeshift bed in it, and a half eaten tin of sardines. The closet was only big enough for someone of Sophia's size to fit in, even though Riley wasn't much taller, her, as Daryl had so kindly put it, 'fine ass an' boobs git in tha way'. She stood in the doorway of the house as Daryl paced the perimeter, just to double check. She watched as he walked over to some bushes around the front on the house. He bent down and she frowned, unable to see what he was doing. He got up and turned around, two white flowers in his hands. She walked over to him, inspecting them.
"Cherokee roses" she smiled "They're my favourite"
"Ya know tha story?" Daryl asked and she nodded
"My dad told me all sorts" she smiled as he tucked one in her hair. She looked up at him, blushing a little as he bent down to kiss her softly.
"She was here" he said firmly, tucking the other flower under the strap of his crossbow. "Ah know it"
"You believe in the story?" she asked as they began to walk back to the farm , the daylight was slipping away fast, and they couldnt do anymore today, the bed in the house was evidence enough for Daryl that Sophia was still alive.
"I aint stupid enough to believe there's flowers bloomin' for ma brother, but I believe this one was fer Sophia" he gestured to the one on his shoulder.
"And mine?" asked Riley, he shrugged.
"Tha' one too, but it looks better in ya hair than on tha bush" he smiled "Makes ya even more beautiful"
Riley blushed again, and took his hand, kissing his sweaty shoulder. She was still confused about them, but she pushed it to the back of her mind for now. They made it back to the farm, heading straight to the RV, where Carol had busied herself with making it look nice for Sophia. Daryl placed the rose in an empty beer bottle and placed it on the table. Riley felt a slight pang of jealousy as she watched him explain the story to Carol, who watched Daryl intently. Her eyes flickered to Riley the rose in her hair and then back to Daryl, who shifted uncomfortably in the silence as he finished.
"Thank you" she whispered through tears and Daryl nodded, him and Riley exiting the RV.
"That was nice, she needed to hear that" she smiled to him, placing a hand on his arm as they walked over to his tent, the night had fallen and it was starting to get cold. She shivered. "Well, I'm gonna..get to bed" she said, nodding towards her tent as he started to walk into his. He turned around and grabbed her arm, pulling her in.
"You aint goin' nowhere baby" he growled, and Riley felt her knees turn to jelly as he kissed her roughly again, his tongue delving deep into her mouth. She moaned as he kissed her neck roughly, his stubble rubbing against her soft skin. He sucked on her pulse point and she moaned a little louder. He brought his hand up and covered her mouth. "Ya gonna have ta be quiet baby, even tho' tha' might be hard" he grinned up at her, a cocky look in his eye. He laid her down on his bed, stripping off his shirt and undoing his belt. He then untied her boots, pulling them and her socks off her feet and placing them on the ground. He ran his hands up her legs slowly, unbuttoning her pants, and sliding them off, groaning at the little black panties she had on. He bent down and mouthed at her clit through her panties, her back arched and she gasped as he rubbed her through her underwear. She whined a little as he brought his face up to hers, reaching his hands under the hem of her tank and pulling it off completely. He kissed her again, grunting as she nibbled on his bottom lip softly, god he loved that. He reached around and unclasped her bra, throwing it aside and immediatly attatched his mouth to her nipple, lapping at it with his tongue whilst his other hand travelled down her body, and into her panties, he brought his mouth back up to hers to muffle the moans that escaped her as he roughly pushed two fingers into her slick opening, curving them to find that special spot. Riley groaned against his mouth, clawing at Daryl's back as he continued to torture her with his expert fingers. Daryl moved his thumb to rub her clit softly once, twice and she shuddered, coming hard around his fingers. He stopped kissing her and drew his hands out from her underwear, sucking on his fingers. "Ya taste amazin'" he breathed as she gasped, recovering from her orgasm. She sat up, pulling his face to hers and kissing him, hard, tasting herself on his tongue. She reached down between them and undid his jeans with one hand, tugging them down. Once his jeans were off, she grabbed his shoulders and threw him on his back on the bed. He didnt have time to react before she had his underwear down around his ankles and she was hovering above his painfully hard cock.
"I can be dominant too" she grinned wickedly, before slowly sinking down on him, watching his face as she took him, inch by inch. When he was fully inside her, his head lolled back and his eyes closed. She began to move slowly, payback's a bitch, she thought as she teased him with her slow riding.
"C'mon" he breathed, moving his hands to her hips. She slapped them away and ground down onto him, her breath hitching in her throat. She loved being on top. She began to move her hips faster, her nails clawing down his chest "Fuuuuck" he groaned as she rode him hard. "Riley.."
"Mmm, yes?" she moaned in response, she bent down to kiss him hard. His hands clasped her ass and he pulled her hips down onto him more, moving her how he wanted, and how she needed. "Daryl..."
"Gonna cum fer me?" he growled, nipping at her collarbone, then her neck. She bit her lip and whimpered "Come on baby...I wanna feel ya cum" he gripped her ass even tigher as he felt her clench around him. He pushed her up, still holding her ass "I wanna see ya too" he moaned as he looked at her, a single bead of sweat running between her breasts as she ground down onto him harder, he knew she was close.
"Daryl..I'm gonna" she gasped
"Yeah, ya are" he grinned as he sat up and kiss her deeply to cover her screams as she came. He moaned at the feeling of her tightening around him. He then flipped her over, so she was on all fours and didnt hesitate before slamming into her from behind, his hands gripping her hips so tight she knew there'd be bruises. Riley screamed into his pillow as he fucked her hard. This wasn't like the time at the CDC, this was pure, animalistic sex. What they both needed. "Christ.." he groaned as she looked over her shoulder at him, controlling her screams and moans.
"Cum for me Daryl" she panted, not breaking eye contact with him. His breath caught in his throat and he thrust into her once more, groaning as he came. Riley's knees gave out from underneath her and they both fell onto the blankets, panting and sweaty. "Holy shit"
"Damn righ'" Daryl panted, rolling onto his back. "I aint never had a girl ride me like tha' before"
"Us Jersey girls know how to work it" she grinned, wiggling her ass against his side. He rolled over and gave it a sharp slap, making her moan a little and giggle. He raised an eyebrow at her.
"Ya like tha'?" he asked, rubbing his hand on her ass, soothing the burning of his slap. She smirked at him.
"Maybe"
Daryl thought he'd died and gone ta heaven.
