Ch.29

"There's a herd. We're not gonna be able to go out huntin' for a few days."

"Okay."

Beth didn't understand why Daryl was making such a big deal about the herd. So they wouldn't be able to go hunting until they were certain the herd had passed; it wasn't that big of a deal. They had plenty of food, especially since Glenn and Maggie came back from their run with a trunk full of canned goods.

"I'm not sure how long it will take for it to pass through. It was a decent size. It could be a week or so…"

"Okay, Daryl, I got it the first ten times you said it," she joked. "We have plenty of food. Maggie and Glenn just came back from a run. You can stop worryin' so much."

She watched as the expression on Daryl's face changed from one of worry to amusement. "You really think I'm worried about food? Did you forget what we do on hunts?"

"No. But it's not that big of a deal. So we have to keep our clothes on for a few days…I think we can handle it."

Daryl shook his head, smiling.

"What?"

"You."

"What about me?"

"I think you're gonna be in for a surprise."

"Just because you can't keep it in your pants doesn't mean that I won't be able to control myself. It's only a few days, Daryl. How bad can it be?"

It didn't take her long to get the answer to her own question. The first few days had gone by fine. She hadn't even missed going out hunting. She went about her day as normal. She trained a little with Daryl, helped make meals, and looked after Judith. It was on the fourth day that things changed.

She hadn't realized how much her body could crave sex. She thought that she would easily be able to get through the time they had to wait for the herd to pass. They had plenty of things to do on the farm to keep her busy, so she didn't think she'd even have to think about it. But she was wrong.

She woke up on the fourth day and felt off. Something just didn't feel right, and she didn't know what it was. She ignored it and went down stairs figuring she was still a little tired. She ate a quick breakfast and went outside to find Daryl. They were supposed to be training again today since they couldn't hunt.

It was the normal training routine. Throw a few punches, practice getting out of different holds. But it felt so much different than any other time they had trained. Beth couldn't focus on what she was doing. The only thing her mind could focus on were Daryl's hands on her. The way his hands felt against her arms. The tickling sensation his warm breath caused on the back of her neck.

She hurriedly pushed away from him, creating a safe distance between them. Daryl looked at her confusedly. He probably thought he had done something wrong. Beth looked down, avoiding eye contact with him.

"Can we be done for today?"

"Uh, yeah. I guess. You alright?"

Beth nodded. "Yeah. I'm just a little tired."

"Okay. Then you should go to sleep."

"Maybe," Beth said as she walked away.

The fifth day was even worse. She was helping Maggie prepare dinner when Maggie accidentally bumped into her. She didn't know why, but it angered her and she snapped.

"Watch where you're going!"

Maggie looked at her, shocked. "Um, sorry? It was just an accident."

Beth sighed. "I know. I-I'm sorry."

"Are you alright? You've been acting weird lately."

Beth shrugged her shoulders. "Just tired," she lied. "I haven't been sleeping very well lately."

That wasn't a lie. Beth hadn't been sleeping well at all. Whenever she closed her eyes she saw Daryl. His mouth on hers, kissing her fiercely. She would feel his bare skin against hers, his hands exploring every inch of her body. She had been denying it. She didn't want to admit that Daryl was right. She didn't want to admit that she was craving another hunting trip.

"Are you getting' sick?" Maggie asked her.

"No. I don't think so. I'm just having sleeping problems right now. I'm sure it'll go away."

Maggie looked at her strangely.

"What?" Beth asked.

"Nothing," Maggie said, shaking her head, a small smile forming on her face.

"It doesn't seem like nothing," Beth mumbled.

"You probably don't want to know."

"Try me."

"You sure you want me to tell you? Once I say it you can't unhear it."

"It can't be that bad," Beth said, her curiosity getting the better of her.

"It's just…your acting like I do when Glenn and haven't been together in awhile."

Beth's face turned a deep shade of red and she immediately looked away from Maggie.

Maggie giggled. "Told you that you probably didn't want to know," she said jokingly.

"Yeah. Well, it's definitely not that. I'm just tired."

"It better not be that," Maggie said playfully.

The sixth day started out unbearable. Beth couldn't think about anything other than going on their next hunting trip. It had been six days, so the herd had to have passed through by now. At least that was what she was hoping as she opened her door, planning on going to find Daryl. She jumped back and let out a small scream when she saw Daryl's blue eyes staring down at her.

"Wh-what are you doing?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.

Daryl ignored her question and pushed past her, closing the door with one hand.

"What are you doing?" Beth asked again. "I was just gonna come find you."

Beth waited for an answer, but the only response she got was Daryl pushing her back against the door, his lips crashing down onto hers. He didn't waste any time. His hands immediately found their way under her shirt, coming to rest on her breasts. Beth moaned, leaning into the kiss.

Daryl grabbed her by the waist and led her over to her bed, laying her back on it so that he was on top of her. His mouth never left hers. He quickly tore her shirt over her head as his hips began to rock against hers. Beth's hands found the hem of his shirt and she slowly pulled it over his head.

Daryl's mouth left hers and moved to her neck. Beth's back arched off of the bed as his hands unclasped her bra and he began to tease her nipples. Her nerves were on fire, and she needed more. This wasn't enough.

Her breathing was coming out in ragged pants. Her shaky hands moved from his chest to his pants and undid his belt buckle. Daryl didn't stop her. He kept trailing wet kisses along her neck, to her collarbone, down the valley between her breasts. Beth was moaning. She knew that she was. She knew that she was being loud, too, but she couldn't help herself.

Beth started to unzip his pants when Daryl's hands covered hers, stopping her movements. He pulled away from her and looked her straight in the eyes, smirking a little. Beth's chest was heaving up and down as she struggled to catch her breath. She tried to pull her hands away from his, but he held them steadily in his.

"Beth. No," he said calmly.

"Wh-what? Why?"

"We can't do this here. You know that."

"But…I'll be quiet. I promise," Beth pleaded with him.

Daryl shook his head. "No," he said, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead and standing back up, zipping his pants and buckling his belt.

"But why?"

"You're loud. I'm loud. We can't be quiet. The walls are thin. We don't want the others finding out."

Beth nodded a little. "But we can be quiet."

Daryl chuckled. "I knew it."

"Knew what?" Beth asked, propping herself up on her elbows and looking at him.

"I knew that you wouldn't be able to last."

Beth blushed. "When can we go out hunting?"

"A few more days. I went out earlier this morning just to see if I could see any signs of the herd. They passed by the farm not too long ago. So we still have to wait a few days."

Beth groaned and fell back against the bed.

Daryl laughed again and left the room.

It had been six days. Her body was buzzing after what her and Daryl had just done. She needed more. She needed it now. She wasn't going to be able to make it a few more days. She was starting to think that Daryl was trying to torture her.

Author's Note: So there's chapter 29. Beth is a little sexually frustrated, especially after her little make out session with Daryl in her room. And to make matters worse, they still can't go hunting. Next chapter is from Daryl's POV, and I'm really excited about it!

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