"Well angel we gotta wait for the herd to clear out before we leave. Looks like we're stuck here over night." Merle said as he walked into the room.
While they had been on a run a herd had swept thru the small town. As was their practice, Merle and Beth headed to the highest building with a fire escape, and got settled in for the night. As long as they stayed quiet, together they had made it thru several herds this way.
Beth shrugged and pulled out some canned meat and vegetables. "All right. Another night of popcorn?"
Merle chuckled as he sat down next to Beth. Popcorn had become a tradition for them. On nights when they were away from home they made it a game. One of the two of them would ask the other a question, and they had to respond. Sometimes the game got dark when Beth asked about Merle's past, but he trusted her. Beth knew Merle's entire history, from his father, to the time he spent in jail. Despite the dark turns the game sometimes took, Merle loved it. He loved learning about his woman.
Merle took the jar from Beth as she handed it to him. "Well you kicked ass today, so how about you go first?"
Beth smiled as she sat next to Merle "okay. Last time you said your jail sentence was for drugs and stupidity. What happened?"
Merle groaned as he leaned back. "You had to ask didn't you?"
Beth giggled. "Come on, you know the rules."
Merle shrugged. "Alright alright. My sentence was for coke possession and assaulting a police officer. I thought I could win over the lady cop that pulled me over. Needless to say I ended up on the ground clutching my nuts after I pinched her ass."
Beth chocked as she laughed. "What is it about you that makes women want to kick you in the nuts as soon as we meet?"
Merle laughed. "I don't know. It happens a lot to me. Daryl always said that it was my sparkling personality. My turn now. How come you passed up on the watermelon last week?"
Beth made a funny face. "I hate watermelon. Never have liked it. Love peaches though."
Merle chuckled at Beth. "They should be ready soon. We found all that canning equipment, we can make canned peaches."
Beth nodded. "I know what to do. I always helped my mom growing up. The one piece we still need is another few boxes of lids."
Merle shrugged. "If nothing else we can seal some of it in wax. Doesn't work as well but does work. Your turn."
Beth curled up on her side, laying her head in Merle's lap. "Which of your scars are you the most proud of?"
Merle sat up and pulled off his shirt. Beth looked up as he pointed to a scar. She trailed her fingertips down the long scar that ran from his shoulder down to his hip.
"Daryl was a little thing. Too small to know to get out of the way when dad got home. I wasn't going to let him get hurt." Merle said quietly, remembering the dark night, one of many.
"I'm glad you were there." Beth said softly.
Merle nodded. "I'd do it again too."
Beth sat up and kissed Merle's scar. "You're the world's best big brother. Daryl thinks so."
Merle looked over at Beth "what makes you say that?"
Beth sat next to Merle, facing him. "I didn't get a chance to get to know Daryl much, but I know when they left the quarry he took all your things. Your stash, the bike."
Merle smirked and opened a water bottle. "Love that damn bike. Fuckin' Rick, never going to ride it again."
Beth laughed lightly as Merle took a deep drink. "Teach me how to drive and you can ride on the back."
Merle chocked on the water as he laughed. "Angel, I've never ridden bitch before, not likely to start now."
Beth pouted. "But it would be a lot of fun."
Merle pulled Beth close. "True, but not as much fun as we can have here." he said as he ran his hand down her chest.
Beth smirked and grabbed his hand. "Your turn."
Merle groaned. "Still on the game? I've spoiled you rotten haven't I?"
Beth giggled and nodded. "Depends on your definition of spoiled. I still don't have my own car."
Merle shook his head. "Nope. Ain't gonna happen. We stick together baby."
Beth smiled and moved to sit in Merle's lap. "Always together. And technically you asked your question so now it's my turn."
Merle smirked. "You cheatin' little minx. What am I goin' to do you?"
Beth tapped her finger on Merle's lips. "Ah ah. My turn. What song makes you think of us like this?"
Merle laughed and licked up her neck as he answered.
Pour some sugar on me
Ooh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me
C'mon fire me up
Pour your sugar on me
Oh, I can't get enough
Beth laughed as Merle sang into her neck, teasing her. "Def leppard. I should have known."
Merle chuckled as he nipped lightly at her shoulder, causing Beth to gasp against him. "Same question angel. What song gets your motor runnin'?"
Beth groaned as Merle sucked on her shoulder, leaving a bright hickie. "Hard to sing when you're doing that."
Merle laughed against her skin. "Come on, I sang, it's your turn."
Beth smirked and pulled Merle up for a kiss, but stopped inches away to sing.
You're from a whole 'nother world Kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me
A different dimension
You open my eyes
And I'm ready to go
Lead me into the light
Infect me with your love and
Fill me with your poison
Merle growled pulling Beth down for a kiss. She moved to straddle his hips, and Merle pressed up against her.
"Wanna be infected?" Merle said as Beth pulled away to breath. She smirked at him and pulled her shirt off. Merle growled in response. "No bra, you naughty angel."
Beth shrugged then looked at Merle teasingly. "I figured I keep having to replace them because you cut them off. Makes more sense to just not wear one."
Merle hissed with pleasure as her hands trailed down his chest. "Fuck yeah babe. Honestly if you think about it, it would make more sense for us to be naked all the time."
Beth chuckled as she teased Merle "true, but then we'd never get anything done."
Merle smirked up at Beth "I'd get somethin' done. I can promise you that."
I am not Def Leppard nor am I Katy Perry, so I own none of this. Too bad I'm not Robert Kirkman either. Cause there would be a hell of a lot more Caryl!
