Big thanks to Elsee07 for reading and giving me some suggestions.
Be Kind...
After she had left the gym, and had the talk with her father, Beth went home to have a soak in the tub. She had a lot to think about and the bath was one of her favorite places to relax and think. She tied up her hair into a messy bun on top of her head and sank into the warm water.
What her father said was true. Zach took advantage of her kindness and broke her heart into a million pieces. She had put them back together quite quickly, but then Daryl came along and cracked it open once again.
She felt something strong for him, that much was true. Their chemistry was undeniable, and if it were any other scenario, she would be with him right now. But she knew why she couldn't.
She didn't need the drama that came with dating a fighter.
She bent to every whim of Zach's; being there when he needed her and giving him space when he didn't. She did everything she could to please him, and she still got screwed over in the end.
She knew Daryl was completely different but it was still the same situation. And with his failed first match, she knew that she was a huge part of why he lost. She was distracting him from his true goals of being a top fighter and she couldn't do that to him or herself.
She needed someone who wouldn't blame her for losing matches, or not spending enough time training. She wasn't a needy person but she wanted a partner who would be there for her when she needed them. It wasn't much to ask, and Beth could never ask that of Daryl, no matter how much she wanted to.
The bath was getting cold so she slipped out and wrapped the towel around her. It was about supper time and she wasn't planning on going out tonight, as per usual, so she changed into some pajama shorts and tank top.
She was feeling hungry so she got some leftovers from the night before, a chicken kiev she had made herself, and warmed it up in the microwave. It was a typical night in for her; eating alone, watching tv and going to bed early. It had become her routine for the past few weeks and it was starting to annoy her.
She was twenty-four years old for crying out loud. She should be out there and having fun but here she was, acting like a ninety year old who had given up on life.
By the time she finished eating, she was already craving a bottle of wine to drown her sorrows. She was lonely and she didn't want to burden anyone with her problems, especially since she couldn't tell anyone about why she was really upset and maybe she just wanted to numb her heart for a little bit.
It wasn't the best idea but nothing else was coming to mind.
She then heard a faint knock on her door. It was odd considering she needed to buzz guests up from the front door. She figured it was probably a neighbor or something, although, she hadn't really talked to them since she moved in here so it was still confusing her. She went to the door and opened it and was shocked to see who was on the other side.
Daryl.
He was leaning against the door jam, his jeans and a simple black t-shirt on. He had his leather jacket and helmet. She couldn't really tell what emotions he was feeling and it left her worried. She continued to look at him, not quite sure what to say to him.
"I talked to your dad today. Got me thinkin' 'bout things," he spoke softly, looking her in the eye.
"About what?" she asked.
"Can I come in?" he answered back to her. "Don't really need the neighbors hearing this." She nodded and stepped back so he could step in. She closed the door after him and turned back around to him. She stood with her arms crossed over her chest, waiting for him to explain himself.
"You and I need to talk and figure this out between us," he motioned with his finger between the two of them.
"I thought we decided not to do this," she replied.
"No, you decided," he spoke with more tone to his voice. "I only agreed 'cause I thought you were right."
"So I'm wrong then?" she asked, confused.
"You never gave us a chance, Beth. You thought it was best but I don't think it is."
"I think it's abundantly clear now that I was right. You lost your match because of me, you said it yourself."
"I was thinkin of you during that match!" he yelled. "I wanted you to be proud of me and know that I'm not Zach."
"I know you aren't Zach."
"Well you sure do treat me like him," he bit out.
"Excuse me," she said angrily.
"You think just cause I'm a fighter that I'm gonna be just like him but you should know that I'm nothing like him." He raised his voice again. "I respect you and care about you enough that I wasn't gonna let him talk bad about you. I got my ass beat because you deserve to be fought for."
"Why do you need to fight for me?" she yelled back.
"I'm fighting for us!" he roared, causing Beth to become silent. "I want you to be in my corner and cheer me on. I want to know that you're there for me and no one else. The next time I face Zach, I want him to be jealous of me, because I have you. Not because I'm jealous of him already having you!"
Beth could feel the tears start to prickle in her eyes. She was stunned at his admission. "Is that why you got mad?" she whispered, enunciating every word. Daryl nodded.
"I'm better with you, Beth," he spoke quietly. "Your dad made me realise that a man is only as good as the woman beside him."
Beth sighed in joy and could feel a tear escape her eye. Daryl had put himself and his feelings out there and was waiting for her to say something. She uncrossed her arms and closed the gap between them, grasping his head in her hands and kissing him.
She felt his hands come to her hips and pull her towards him, but she pulled her face back from him. "I wanna be yours, no one else's," she whispered, looking him in the eye. She could see his mouth turn into a grin and his left hand moved from her hip to the back of her head to pull her in for a kiss again.
It seemed that the weeks of pent up frustration and longing had caught up to them and they let it loose. Their kiss escalated quickly, with their hands grasping onto the other as if they would float away.
Beth was pressed up against him so tightly, she could feel his growing erection against her stomach. Her breasts were pushed up against his chest, her chest heaving from excitement and lack of breath.
They eventually pulled away to breathe but Daryl quickly latched onto her neck, kissing and nipping at the skin. Beth's back arched from the sensation and a moan left her mouth. Daryl's hand moved from her head to her neck, holding her in place as he continued his ministrations.
"Bedroom," Beth whispered into the air, her hands grabbing his hair to pull him back to her lips. It seemed Daryl was just as eager as Beth. He resumed kissing her mouth and moved both hands to her hips to pull her up and against him.
He remembered the layout of her apartment and quickly navigated them to her bedroom, depositing her onto the bed. He stood up and removed his shirt, never once taking his eyes off her.
She bit her lip in anticipation, which seemed to spur him on. He slowly crept onto the bed on his hands and knees, bowing his head down to kiss the exposed flesh of her stomach. She giggled at the sensation of his beard on her skin and could feel a grin on his mouth as it continued to kiss upwards.
He knelt above her, kissing her stomach, with his hands slowly bringing her tank top up. He cupped her breasts, grabbing them in each hand to give a hard squeeze.
Beth was never more thankful to have not worn a bra that evening.
Once her top had been pulled above her chest, Daryl's mouth moved to her nipples, pulling each one into his mouth and sucking lightly. Beth couldn't help but whine in pleasure as he continued to take turns between each one.
Beth could feel her body heat rise and suddenly her clothes were too much. She reached with her outstretched arms to her top and finished taking it off her body. She threw it across the room, not giving a second thought to where it landed.
Daryl finally arrived back at her face, after kiSsing every inch of her chest and collar. He looked deep in her eyes and brushed some hair out of her face.
"Really wanna take my time wit you but I don't think I can," he drawled out with a low voice.
"Fuck me now. We can take our time later, " Beth breathed heavily, biting his bottom lip and grinding up towards his erection.
"Fuck your mouth turns me on," Daryl said before kissing her hard on the lips.
He pressed his body into hers, pushing her deeper into the mattress. They were both shirtless, and their bottoms were grinding upon one another. Beth could feel the wetness start to seep out onto her panties and she was sure that soon enough, they would soak through her tiny sleep shorts.
She used all her strength to push Daryl back, earning her a confused glare from him. She sat up, hooked her fingers under her shorts and panties and began to push them down. He soon guessed what she was doing and took over for her, removing them the rest of the way.
Rather than take his own pants off, he grabbed both of her legs and hoisted them over his shoulders. Before she could question him, he sunk his mouth deep into her cunt, which caused her to scream out. She fell back on the bed and gripped the comforter underneath her, as he continued to suck and nip at her aching clit.
It didn't take long for the pressure to start to build, and for her release to come. She was right on the tip of falling over and she begged Daryl to push her over the edge.
"Oh my god! Please don't stop…" she pleaded, her head thrashing from side to side. He moaned into her, which sent vibrations straight through to her core. "Fuck," she cried out as her orgasm finally hit her.
He didn't let up as he continued licking her through the trembles of her body. Her legs tightened around his head, which only seemed to spur him on further. She was barely past her first one when a second one seemed to come rolling through her. She was so overly sensitive, with his mouth attached to her clit and the way he moved his jaw around, causing the little hairs to stimulate her opening.
"Daryl, please stop," she moaned out, barely able to catch her breath. "I need you in me…..please," she whined.
His kisses slowed and he kissed her outer thighs, grabbing some of her wetness, as he kissed. He unhooked her legs from his head and crawled up her body till they were face to face.
"Gotta say please," he smirked. She responded by kissing him hard and pulling at the belt of his pants.
"Please," she asked seductively, licking her lips and tasting herself. He leaned up once and got off the bed. After he undid his belt and the zipper of his jeans, he remembered the condom in his wallet and pulled it out. He threw it beside Beth, who was currently repositioning herself higher on the bed. He pulled his pants and boxers down in one swoop and stalked up the bed again, not giving Beth a chance to say a word before he kissed her.
They continued to grind on one another, their hands roaming against their naked bodies. Daryl finally had enough and grabbed the condom, sitting up to put it on.
"I'm gonna go and get tested so we can get rid of those things as soon as possible," she admitted. Daryl just smirked and laid down back on top of her.
"Can't wait. Need to feel this tight pussy." he replied, sticking two fingers inside of her to get her juices flowing again. She moaned, pulling her legs up as he slowly pumped them.
He removed them after a few more pumps and smeared her juices over the condom, to make this next part easier. Beth was waiting in anticipation. Daryl lined up his sheathed cock and pushed towards Beth's center. He moved slowly, letting her feel every inch of him as he pushed forward. Her opening clenched every few seconds, her body wanting to pull him in and never let him go.
Once he was fully in, he grabbed one of her legs and pulled it over his arm, allowing him to sink deeper into her. She gasped at how much pleasure she could feel from this position.
"God I missed this," he rasped out. He stayed put as he let them both take a few breaths to calm themselves.
"This is ten times better than my vibrator," she replied with a breathy moan. He chuckled at her admission.
"Guess I'll have to watch you use it one day to see for myself," he admitted which caused lust to fill Beth's eyes and heat to flood her pussy. She pulled him closer and started pushing her hips forward to get him going.
He started pumping slowly, teasing Beth who had been so close to another orgasm minutes before.
"Faster...harder," she panted out, already feeling it start to build once again.
"Don't wanna blow my load too early, darlin'," he breathed out heavily. She could see him trying to control himself but she didn't want control. She wanted him to let loose and plow her.
"Don't care. Need you to fuck me hard," she replied, kissing him fully on the mouth. She grabbed him by the ass cheeks and dug her nails into him. He reared forward with such force, she felt his entire body push her into the mattress. He pulled himself to his knees and allowed her legs to drop. He pulled her up by the hips so her bottom was laying on his legs.
He started pulling her body towards him with each thrust, pushing into her with every pull. "This what you wanted, sweetheart?" he asked, continuing his punishing pace. She moaned out in response, not sure if she could even speak now. She pushed against her headboard to give her leverage so she could push back against him.
She felt the tell tale signs of her approaching orgasm and she kept the pace going. She was so overcome with pleasure that she couldn't form words so her mouth kept spilling moans and whines. She was urging him on and he knew what she needed.
"Gonna cum pretty girl?" he asked, already knowing the answer. She nodded her head yes and she bit into the pillow beside her head. "Gonna get my dick so wet."
His words spurred her on and she needed no additional stimulation to get her to her third orgasm of the night. She screamed so loud, she was sure that her neighbors were going to complain. Not that she cared because this was the strongest orgasm she had ever had.
It didn't take him long afterwards to hit his own, as he called out her name with a loud roar. He thrusted a few more times as he came down from his release and fell on top of Beth lightly. They were both panting heavily and sticky from the sweat that had attached to their bodies.
He pulled away from her to dispose of the condom beside her bed and grabbed her body to bring it close to him.
"So good," she breathed out, as she cuddled into his chest. His arms wrapped around her body and held her as close as possible. He kissed her head and sighed.
"We're so good," he replied back. She giggled and kissed his collarbone. They lay in silence for a few minutes, just listening to their breaths calm down once again.
Beth thought about how everything how changed now and how hard they were going to have to work to keep their relationship strong. They had Zach breathing down their necks and Daryl's career to worry about but at this moment she just didn't care. She was happy and content, and very much sated from the activities that she just felt blissful.
He wanted her as much as she wanted him, they had amazing chemistry both in and out of the bedroom and she could see herself with him for the long haul. It wasn't scary in the slightest and she wondered why she was so against this in the beginning.
This felt natural and organic, like it was meant to be and she would have to thank her father for putting her doubts to rest and really allowing herself to think about what she wanted. Daryl was going to fight for them and she would do the same.
She had Daryl now and she wasn't going to let him go.
Writing smut is not my strong suit but I think it came across quite well, I think.
Thank you for reading and please review.