WARNING: Partial...lemon? Never wrote one before, first time and therefore not great. But I'll get better at it, hopefully. Some pointers, if anyone has any, would be nice...yeah, anyways, enjoy. Oh and by partial, I mean honestly just partial. The whole chapter isn't just about them having sex.

Rose let out a moan while a hand traveled under her shirt. Daryl had her pinned up against a tree, this time determined not to let her get away from him. They would go all the way this time no matter what.

Of course, the anger in Rose towards her sister made her believe she wanted to go all the way with him. She didn't care about anything, not thinking about any of the possible consequences.

One hand was tangled in his hair and the other was wrapped around his shoulder, pulling him in deeper into the kiss. She gasped when his hand squeezed her breast, allowing his tongue to slip into her mouth. He began rubbing her nipple before pulling away to move her shirt above her breasts.

His mouth latched onto the perkier nipple, moving his hand to the other one.

"Daryl," Rose moaned, her fingers tightening around the fabric of his shirt. She bit her lip, mind going hazy. She couldn't remember why she was doing this, but she couldn't care less at the moment; pleasure rocking throughout her whole body.

Eventually Daryl moved back to her mouth, but not before taking off her shirt and bra. Another moan escaped Rose's lips, her own finger at work to take off his stained wife beater. He obliged by pulling back long enough to throw the shirt off to the side.

Rose eyed Daryl's body with a smirk. She trailed a hand slowly down his chest, meeting the top of his jeans. Her eyes briefly flickered to meet his with a smirk still on her lips. Daryl smirked right back, but he grabbed her hand, raising it high above her head along with her other hand.

"No, I get my fun first," he mumbled as he watched her squirm a little.

"Jerk," she muttered just as he crashed his lips back onto hers, however, his freehand deviated downwards, slipping into her pant. Rose let out a squeak of surprise, both from his hand slipping past her underwear and from the pain of being pushed up against the tree.

The bark scratched into her back, making her moan out in pain and pleasure. This wasn't the ideal way she wanted to have sex, but then again, how were they supposed to do it when in the woods. There was the dirt ground, but that wouldn't be any better…maybe a bit better than the tree, but still.

This brought on doubts, making her pause. However, she gasped when she felt one of Daryl's thick, rough digit into her.

All thoughts evaporated.

Back at camp, Charlotte wasn't giving anyone an easy time, but they kept her from telling Ben where Rose really was. They couldn't let the hurt boy know or they would all suffer from not only one, but two pissed off teens.

Ben's mother had told her son that Rose was off doing laundry with Amy while Amy and Andrea kept Charlotte from running off back into the woods to search for her twin. They knew Daryl wouldn't take his time with Rose and just couldn't imagine what would happen if Charlotte stumbled upon them while they were in the middle of sex.

"What did you think is going to happen when they come back?" Amy asked her sister quietly.

"If I were Rose and Charlotte was my sister, I would never come back…," Lori cut in, having walked over to relieve the sisters of their duty of keeping an eye on Charlotte, who was currently sitting with the children with a scowl etched deep onto her face.

Andrea looked over at Lori, but nodded in agreement. "But she will come back and she will most likely suffer, unfortunately. Maybe we should try to talk sense into Charlotte."

"What about Ben?" asked Amy.

"He can't move for at least another week, I think we have time with that one…" This got a small chuckle out of them, but that subsided soon.

"Um, you know, Charlotte might have a point about them not having sex. No condoms and…yeah," Amy said, fidgeting slightly.

Lori frowned, but nodded. "That might be problem. Teen pregnancy is always a problem." Another small chuckle, but they were solemn once again.

On top of the world going to hell, worrying about food shortage and what might happen the next minute, there was sibling problems and possibility of pregnancy. Some may wonder which was worse, walkers or Charlotte about ready to kill her sister the second she returned to camp.

Somewhere back in the woods, Rose was on her knees with Daryl's hands tangled in her hair. Both moaning as neither thought about anything that could go wrong. Not a single thought about the consequences entering their mind as they moved onto the dirt ground.

No reason for anyone to worry though, right?

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