Prompt: Gareth IS the one that kidnapped Beth and throws her in the train car with everyone which obviously leads to secret train car bethyl sex.
Reunited
Beth's eyes widened when she saw Daryl through the window. She turned, running to the door when Gareth grabbed her arm and pulled her back, slamming her against the wall. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked.
"Those are my friends," she answered, shrinking into the wall. "I have to go see them."
He smirked and backhanded her hard, splitting her lip. "No, you're staying here." He handed her off to one of his men. "Make sure she doesn't leave. I've got something very special planned for her." He walked out, leaving her alone. She stared at the man who pushed her away from him and crossed his arms, a gun in hand. She bit her lip and went to the window, looking down at the courtyard as they walked over to Mary. She watched in horror as Rick grabbed one of the men and held a gun to his head. Everything went to hell then. Guns started to fire as the group ran through the streets. She screamed and banged on the window, trying to get their attention as they ran from her view.
Knowing that she was being watched didn't stop her from trying to leave. Beth bolted for the door but her guard grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back, slamming her into the ground. She gasped for air as the wind was knocked from her. "You're not going anywhere, little girl."
She heard the firefight end outside the windows and panic shot through her. Fear that Daryl was dead consumed her. She started to shake, tears streaming from her eyes as her mind ran away from her, contemplating all of the possibilities. She jumped when Gareth walked back into the room and his man pulled her from the ground by her hair. Gareth smiled, cupping her face; then slapped her again. Her ears rang. "Do you love them?" he asked.
Beth shook as she nodded her head. "Y-yes."
"Good." Gareth roughly turned her around and bound her arms behind her back before grabbing her by the hair and dragging her from the room. Beth fought against him as she was dragged through the streets of Terminus. They stopped in front of a train car on the outside of the city. "I've got a gift for you." He smirked and grabbed her face, kissing her. Beth tried to pull away but when he held her there, she bit his lip hard enough to draw blood. Gareth growled, slapping her, this time hard enough to send her to the dirt. "Get her up," Gareth snapped as he climbed the stairs to the car. Beth was roughly pulled from the car and dragged up the stairs, delivered to Gareth. He fisted his hand in her hair as they opened the train car just enough to fit her body through. He smirked and looked at her. "Enjoy it, while you can." He leaned in, whispering in her ear. "I'm going to make you watch as I gut them, feed them to you, then make you mine." He threw her inside. Beth lost her footing and fell, coming down hard on her shoulder as she hit the metal of the car.
She heard footsteps as she tried to gain enough leverage without the use of her hands to sit up. "Beth?" She looked up as Daryl pushed his way through the bodies and knelt in front of her. He gently turned her around and bit through the duct tape holding her hands together before looking into her eyes. It was dark but she could see the worry in his face and knew he could see the blood and bruises forming on hers.
"Beth," Maggie breathed, coming over to kneel beside of her. Beth threw her arms around Maggie and hugged her. She'd known Rick, Daryl, Carl, and Michonne were there, but she hadn't seen Maggie and the others. "How long have you been here?"
Beth looked at Daryl, reaching out and taking his hand. She needed to touch him. "Since that night," she said, more to him than anyone else. Daryl growled and pulled her against him. She clung to his shirt, needing to be as close to him as she could get.
Rick knelt beside her, brushing a hand over her hair. "You okay Beth?"
She looked at him and smiled a little, reaching out and hugging him, but not letting Daryl remove his hands from her waist. "Yeah, I'm glad you're okay, all of you."
"Can you tell us anything?"
Beth started to tell them everything she had learned about Gareth and the Terminus group while she had been with him. "I never wanted to be with him, but I had to stay alive."
The hours past and they started to fall asleep. Beth hadn't left Daryl's side, hadn't let anyone else get as close as him. He hadn't stopped touching her since she'd been thrown into the car with them. The others knew that something had happened between the two of them, but thankfully no one questioned them. they could worry about that later. When they were the last two awake Beth turned her face up to him. "He said he was going to gut you and make me watch," she whispered.
Daryl kissed her head. "I ain't goin' nowhere, and nothin's gonna happen to you."
Beth looked into his eyes, reaching up she gently cupped his face and brought his head down, kissing him. He moaned quietly into her mouth, his arms tightening around her as he pulled her close, deepening the kiss. It was rushed, needy, hot, Beth's hands started unbuttoning his shirt. "Make love to me, Daryl."
"You gotta be quiet," he whispered as she pushed his shirt open and started kissing his neck. She nodded as she nuzzled his neck. His hands went to her jeans and unbuttoned them. He pushed his hand under the denim and the cotton of her panties. She was already soaked. He groaned quietly, grasping her hips and urging her to stand up. He pulled them down to her knees, quickly pulled himself out and helped her straddle him as he slid deep inside of her. Beth bit down on his shoulder to keep quiet. The sexual tension that had built up between them exploded in that moment, driving their senses higher, each tough, each caress, each twitch and clench was doubled, exploding stars in front of their eyes and lighting through their veins.
Daryl's arms wrapped around her waist as she rode him, slowly, wanting to draw out the pleasure, the sensations. They knew they may never get this chance again. They weren't sure how they were able to keep quiet, but they managed. Beth's hands cupped his face as she kissed him, her hips working against his, grinding, thrusting, his hardness hot and strong inside of her. She gasped for air as their orgasms claimed them both, causing her to go lightheaded.
"I love you," she whispered against his lips.
"I love you too, Beth." He kissed her softly, brushing her hair away from her face. He helped her fix her clothes, fixed his own, and pulled her into his body, holding her as she fell asleep in his arms. He was going to kill Gareth; he was going to kill anyone who had touched her. He wasn't going to let her leave him again, ever.
