"Tell me a story," Carol murmured as she lounged lazily with Daryl on his bunk. "Something you never told me before."
He thought for a moment, idly tracing smooth circles into her bicep with his fingertips. "I ever tell you about my second grade teacher, Mrs. Seever?"
"No," she said, shaking her head. "I don't think so." She readjusted her position between his legs, leaning further into him.
He smiled wistfully. "Nice lady, that one. Only teacher that never even gave me detention, 'cept for one time."
Carol grinned, reaching up to run her fingers through his hair as she turned to face him. "You spent a lot of time in detention, didn't you?"
"Hell yeah," he said. "I was a real bad kid."
She frowned. "Well, what did you do to get Mrs. Seever to give you detention the one time?"
He snorted. "Put a frog on Cindy Cooper's seat."
"That's horrible!"
He laughed at her expression, unconsciously pulling her closer. "She squealed so loud, it was worth it."
Carol shook her head, unable to keep a small smile from spreading across her face at his enthusiasm for the memory. "I'll bet Cindy Cooper didn't deserve it."
He shrugged. "Her older sister dated Merle. Dumped him cruelly, in front'a the whole school. You know which side I had ta take."
She nodded. "Yes," she said quietly as she smoothed his hair back. "I do."
"Anyway, you wouldn'ta liked me back then."
"Probably not. I was a quiet kid."
The circles on her shoulder stopped and she looked down at his hovering hand. "But I like you now," she added.
"Oh yeah?" He said, tilting her chin up to look at him.
She smiled softly. "Yeah."
"Well, I like you too," he said, leaning forward to kiss her.
She let her eyelids flutter closed as she kissed him back.
"You stayin' here tonight?" He asked, hoping he didn't sound too hopeful.
"I wasn't planning on it. We both have an early day tomorrow…" She said reluctantly, her hands unwilling to untangle themselves from his hair.
"I know," he said gruffly. "But ya could still stay in here. Don't haveta do nothin.' We could just sleep."
"We could," she said in a low voice. "Or we could do a little something."
He pressed a gentle kiss to her shoulder, breathing her in for a moment before moving his lips along the side of her neck.
She shivered, sighing softly and he took that as encouragement to deepen the kiss. "Don't stop," she breathed as he dipped his tongue into her pulse point.
She shifted her position and he groaned, placing his hands on her breasts through her shirt. He'd only then noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra, a fact that his awakening dick found very intriguing. He squeezed gently as he sucked at her neck, pleased to find her nipples already hard and he slid his hands down her torso to find the hem of her shirt.
She moved again when his hands made contact with her skin, gasping softly when she felt his interest at her back.
He slid his hands all the way up to her breasts, lightly teasing her nipples with his thumbs. She made quiet noises of encouragement as his mouth continued to travel down her neck as he groped her sensitive flesh, moving deliberately back into his erection until he pressed her down into the mattress with a growl.
Her eyes widened as he leaned over her, ducking his head down and mouthing at her tits through the thin layer of her tank top. "Daryl," she murmured, reaching down to tug the hem of her shirt up and he grinned as he took the hint, pushing her top up over her breasts and darting his tongue out over her nipples.
His hands moved down as he sucked at her tits, gently caressing her ribs. He lowered his mouth down her body, and she shuddered involuntarily as the hairs on his chin tickled her belly as he kissed down her stomach. He unbuttoned her cargo pants, his fingers teasing the trembling skin behind her waistband as he looked up at her for a moment. "You wet?"
She nodded wordlessly, keeping her gaze locked on his.
"Mmm, how wet?" He asked, sliding two fingers between her legs to feel her under her panties while he continued to kiss her stomach. "Shit," he murmured, breathing in the scent of her arousal. "I wanna go down on you. Alright?"
She nodded again, pupils wide with desire as he tugged her pants and underwear down her hips. He urged her to spread her legs wide, gently pushing with his hands, his thumbs caressing the insides of her thighs as he lowered his head, pulling her to the edge of the bunk.
His tongue darted out, tasting her teasingly at first, but then she moaned and he really began to lick, moving the flat of his tongue along her slit.
"You're so good with your tongue," she moaned, her hands fisting in his hair as she tried to shove more of herself in his face. "Sorry," she whispered a second later.
"Don't be," he murmured, slipping two fingers inside her and rubbing for a moment before using them to spread her apart. "I like when you really enjoy it."
She thought she could cream just from the huskiness in his voice, but then he was pressing his tongue into her again and she felt herself grow even wetter as he licked her in and out. "Oh, that feels so good," she encouraged.
He gripped her hip with his free hand to hold her in place as he sucked at her clit and she cried out in pleasure as he ate her out.
He plunged his tongue inside her and he felt a fresh rush of her fluids coat his chin as her cries turned into whimpers.
She raised her hands to cover her mouth and muffle her deep moans as his hot tongue continued to lick her pussy and then she was screaming his name as she came hard against his lips.
"Holy shit," he groaned, wiping his chin with the back of his hand. "You are so fuckin' intoxicatin.'"
She raised her hands to her face, waited for her breathing to stop coming out in fast gasps before she asked him, "Want me to go down on you too?"
He shook his head. "Naw. I really wanna come inside ya."
She nodded, using her hands to lift herself up so she could crawl into his lap. She reached down to unbutton his jeans, but he placed a hand under hers to pop the button and tug the zipper down all in one motion.
She yanked his pants down, positioning herself over him and pressing down on his shoulders to steady herself as she sank down onto his cock in a euphoric haze.
"Fuck," he moaned as her tight wetness surrounded him. "I ain't gonna last long."
"Want it fast?" She asked, biting her lip as he thrust up into her hard.
"Here," he said, lowering his hands to grip her waist. "Hold on."
Her fingers dug into his shoulders as he moved her up and down his dick in a fast rhythm, eyes rolling back into his head as she squeezed him.
He rested his forehead against hers and even though his eyes were closed, she kept hers open so she could look at him. She was so lost in taking in the expression on his face, all scrunched up in pleasure that she gasped in surprise when she felt him spurt inside her.
"So much for sleeping," she joked lightly when they'd both stopped gasping.
The corners of his mouth twitched as he pulled her down against his side. "You know this ain't just about me likin' ta eat your pussy," he said.
"Oh yeah?" She asked, wrapping her arms around him and rubbing his back in small circles. "What's it about?"
"Us stayin' close," he murmured sleepily.
She froze for a moment, not quite believing what she'd just heard.
"Mmmm, don't stop," he drawled with a yawn.
"Alright," she whispered, her hands gently caressing his skin long after he'd drifted off.