A/N: Thank you to everyone who read and took a chance on this very different story, I love you all. I have a feeling this isn't really the end of this story. Let me know if you want more ok?

Fourteen- Don't Move and Be Good.

Sixteen months later-

Stephanie had lit a candle and placed it on the dining room table. I had an ocean scent and she had bought it the weekend before when she was out with Tara. Tara had come down to stay the weekend with them while Denise was on call. They made Daryl watch 'City of Angels' with them and they all fell asleep in the living room like a bunch of teenagers at a sleepover.

It wasn't the first time she had come for a visit and she told Daryl it was for the banging blueberry pancakes he always made for them. They also made him listen to 'Iris' by The Goo Goo Dolls the song from 'City of Angels' while making said pancakes. He got it and he got her. She said that song always reminded her of him, and herself and now they had each other. They got each other and what made each other tick.

No one was there but the two of them now. Stephanie had candles all around the room and the smell was exactly like the beach on a summer day.

That combined with the lemongrass oil she had just rubbed all over his shoulders and her coconut perfume made the whole room smell beautiful.

It was nighttime and she was in the middle of tying Daryl's ankles to the chair he was sitting in. She had already tied his arms loosely behind his back with two scarves, so that he could move them to get comfortable, if he needed to. But he couldn't get free.

Then she straddled him and sat on his lap facing him, she rolled her hips over his lap just enough to make him break out in a sweat. This was doing it for her too, and he was already hard as soon as she started tying him.

"You know Daryl, you're a great fuck." She said quietly. "Spectacular."

"Speak for yourself." He replied.

She put her finger to his lips. "Shhhhh."

On the table next to them was a glass of Pepsi, a glass of iced tea and the hot fudge. She balanced herself across his lap, with her feet on the floor and looked at him.

"Well." She grinned at him. "Hot or cold, hmmm?"

He didn't answer her, because he knew she wasn't asking his opinion. He just watched her hoping she would kiss him soon.

She didn't, she took an ice cube out of her glass and put it in her mouth. She looked at him as she let it melt in her mouth. Then she put one hand on either side of his neck letting her fingers wind up to his face.

Then she kissed him and her lips were cold then he felt her tongue which was cold and the stud was like ice. He groaned out loud deep from his chest as she moved against him. She had music playing in the background as always and it was soft and soothing. He could hear the words filtering in. 'Tear You Apart, by 'She Wants Revenge'.

It's only just a crush it'll go away, It's just like all the others it'll go away. Or maybe this is danger and you just don't know. You pray it all away but it continues to grow.

His mind was already on over load, she had on a pair of cloth shorts and he knew she wasn't wearing underwear. He was wearing sweatpants and no boxers, per Stephanie's request and now he could feel her. She was right there, only two pieces of material between him and paradise.

His sweats were hanging down low on his hips and he didn't have a shirt on. Already the sweat was rolling down his neck and back.

"How about you take off your shirt too." He said grinning, she had on a tank top with spaghetti straps on so there wasn't much to it.

She dipped her finger in the hot fudge and shook her head.

I wanna hold you close, skin pressed against me tight. Lie still and close your eyes girl. So lovely it feels so right. I wanna hold you close, soft breath, beating heart. As I whisper in your ear, I wanna fucking tear you apart.

"Nope." She said sticking her finger in his mouth and he groaned as he sucked the fudge off her finger. "Just be good Daryl."

"I'm always good."

"True."

She brought her lips close to his but not close enough, she dipped her finger back in the fudge and licked it off her finger. He was starting to breathe heavily as he watched her and she was so close, he could smell her and the hot fudge. But he couldn't reach her.

"Ah. Don't move." She said backing away a little and dipping her hand again into the jar. "Be good."

She painted some of the fudge on the top of her breast at the shirt line and leaned over him. He opened his mouth but she wasn't close enough.

"Come on baby." He groaned.

Finally, she got close enough for him to lick it off of her skin. It had dripped down slightly between her breasts and she allowed him to lick it all off.

Stephanie ground down on top of him and his dick was hard as concrete already. She hissed out a breath from the feel of him and his eyes were rolling around in his head. He felt so good against her and she knew if she moved against him just a little more that would finish her, but she made sure to not move in that direction.

Not yet anyway.

She loved the effect she had on him she ran her hands down over his neck and he was sweating, she reached for an ice cube and ran it over his neck. Then she followed that with her lips and licked the water down his neck and over his chest.

"Jesus." He moaned.

But their lips met, and reservations started to pass.

His heart rate skipped up and she felt it, she watched as his skin flushed and his breathing speed up. She pushed his hair out of his face.

"You doing ok?" She asked. "Your feet ok?"

He nodded and reached his face towards her to try and get a kiss. She leaned down and kissed him obscenely. Then she brought her lips to his ear and breathed into his ear, making all the hair on his neck stand up.

"Can you be good." She nibbled at his ear. "Cause if you can be good, I'm going to suck your dick."

Daryl threw his head back. "Fuck."

She kissed down his neck and over his chest. "Can you be good?"

He nearly died when Stephanie looked up at him as she slid down over his lap and into her knees. She dipped her tongue into his belly button and he bucked his hips.

"Be good." She said sweetly. "Don't move."

He was struggling, he wanted to move his hips into her.

Now a little crush turned into a like.

"You sure we got time for this?"

She quirked an eyebrow at him and looked up at him. "Are you doubting me."

"Teagan will kill us if we're late to the rehearsal dinner."

"Just tell her we got…distracted." She kissed down past his belly button and licked his lower stomach. "I picked up your suit already and it's in the closet."

"Thanks sweetheart." He hissed.

"Well, thank you for fixing the dishwasher."

She slid his pants off and freed his cock, finally. When he felt her hands on him he groaned.

"Got to earn my keep around here, don't want to get thrown out."

She laughed. "Merle said he turned your room into an office for Teagan to write last year, you can't go back."

"Are you going to keep talking or what?" He sighed out.

"Hey." She let go of his dick, and put more ice in her mouth.

"Ok, ok I'm sorry. Touch me again, please." He said wanting her hands back on him right away. He watched her as she let the ice melt in her mouth.

"Oh, you asked so nicely." She grinned up at him. "That's better." She licked him from base to tip and he growled.

"Fuck, Stephanie." He groaned. "Fuck that's good."

"Are you sure we have time?' She grinned back up at him.

"They aint going anywhere." He replied.

The end