After they had checked and secured the gas station for the night, Daryl leaned against the wall and looked over at her next to him. It was almost full dark now, no stars out, they had found an old sterno can and it lit the room slightly. It sat on a table in the office which had a couch and table and a case of water in the corner. It would do for the night.
"Come here sweet girl," Daryl whispered, taking her hand and guiding her closer to him. Lucy smiled, it was different between them all of the sudden. All the weeks of first fighting and then circling each other; what was it Merle said, "Like a couple of vulchers in heat?" Now he was looking at her in a way that made her light on fire.
He kissed her, pulling her body against his and wrapping his arms around her. As his lips slid against hers, she sighed and Daryl took the opportunity and pushed his tongue into her mouth. She moaned and electricity coursed through her, Daryl pulled her tighter, moving his body against hers. They fit perfectly together, his arms were hard around her, his form was firm, enveloping her, she was dizzy.
Lucy's hands went for the buttons on his shirt, swiftly unbuttoning it so she could run her hands over his hard chest. His hands gripped her ass and he pressed his hips into her, giving her a feel of what he was offering.
"Jesus," she sighed as the room tilted under her feet, this had not been what she was expecting. They always fought with each other, practically on the daily but this was good, so fucking hot.
His fingers slid over her waist band and his thumbs made little circles on her skin sweeping her away somewhere good and safe, at least for a while; he kissed her harder and harder, moaning in her mouth, then down her neck, nipping along the way. Daryl Dixon did indeed bite.
Forgotten was all the hostility they had recently; now they were stuck together in the gas station for the night and he was...charming. Who knew he could be that way? From the minute they met they were like fire and water, now they were feeling each other up in the dark.
Daryl backed up leading to the couch, taking her down with him, and positioning her on his lap, while his hands went to her hips.
"You ok?" He asked and she nodded, "No, say it."
"I'm ok," She leaned over briefly touching her forehead to his, "I promise," this time she kissed him, digging her hands into his hair, "We should have done this way before now."
That made him laugh, "You think?"
The weight of her on top of him was delicious; all reason told him to stop this foolishness, that entanglements now were dangerous but he wanted her.
"This ain't smart," He began and she kissed him then, and nothing mattered but the two of them, once this started Lucy wasn't stopping for anything.
"Nothing is smart anymore and I don't care," She murmured softly.
Daryl was a man, with a man's sensibility, but he was weak for her and had been from the start. That was part of the reason he didn't like her he realized, he thought about her far too much. Now she was looking at him with her big green eyes, eyes that he could dive into and never want to come out. She got closer and before he knew it he was kissing her again, he liked her fine now.
Her lips were sweet and kissing her was all he imagined it to be and Daryl's heart liked to beat out of his chest; he wanted more, so much more.
Before he knew it she was moving on his lap, and his hands were sliding up her sides, but he knew they needed to talk.
"You sure? Maybe we shouldn't do this." Daryl checked again, he was a dick sometimes but not about consent.
"I know you want to. I'm not wrong about that." She pushed against him, he was hard and aching, she was not wrong about that, "I want to…"
"No, you ain't wrong," He groaned at the sweet pressure she was creating, "It's just been a long time."
"For me too. But I want to."
Daryl had always prided himself in his self-control but he was done. Done worrying and done dicking around. This time he kissed her the way he wanted to for so long it seemed and Lucy loved how demanding it was.
He kissed her like she was his property, pushing his tongue into her mouth and devouring her whole. His hands ended up on her hips and his fingers found their way under the back of her shirt and to her skin.
Lucy pulled her flowing shirt over her head and left her tank top on, then she was back to kissing him again.
"Touch me." She whispered as she lay back on the couch beckoning him to her. He followed and had the feeling he'd follow her anywhere now. This was not going to be a casual fuck, he knew that, "I wont break…"
He settled between her legs and his kisses got hotter and hotter while her hands were traveling under his shirt, tentatively. Daryl moaned and it felt so good to be touched by a woman again.
"This is ok?" Daryl breathed out, now not wanting to stop, but willing to if she wanted him to. He would never force anyone, that wasn't him. He was a lot of things, a rough man for sure, but he wasn't that.
"Yes." She whispered, delighting in the feel of his heavy weight on her. "I want more."
Lucy pressed herself against him again, with more deliberation, just to make sure he got the point as a horrifying thought took hold in his mind. He was fucked, and not getting fucked after all.
"I don't have any…Oh goddammit!" He pressed his forehead to hers with a grin of regret, condoms had never crossed his mind, he never thought this was going to happen, "I didn't think."
"Oh." Lucy didn't understand, and then she did and she smiled. "Oh, I have the Norplant in my arm. It's good for five years."
"Oh thank Christ!" He kissed her again.
"You're clean right?"
"Uh, yeah, " He snarked, as if he was insulted she even asked. It didn't last long and soon he was kissing her again and pulling his shirt over his head, then hers, wanting to feel her skin against his.
"Me too…"
His lips were on her neck in an instant, hot and wet and he felt her respond immediately, she moaned softly and dug her hands into his hair. This wasn't what he was used to, doing the bare minimum just to hastily have sex with whoever he picked up for the night to just get off.
This was slow and life changing, and he wanted nothing more than to make her happy. Daryl touched her stomach and slid his hand under her shirt; Lucy purred like a cat and he knew he was on the right track.
Daryl brought his hand over her breast and she moaned softly, his expert fingers opened the front clasp of her bra and exposed her breasts, they were small and round and she was perfect.
Thirsty for her, he wanted to kiss her there and he brought his lips to the side of her breast like a starving man begging for a meal. Slowly he brought his mouth to her nipple and licked while running his fingers over the other breast.
Lucy sucked in her breath sharply. "Oh fuck yes Daryl." Smiling with his lips still there Daryl licked again and again as her hand would around his hair.
For all the experience he did have, he never had a woman this on fire for him and it was empowering. It might have been the greatest feeling in the world and he wasn't stopping this for anything. He swirled his tongue around and around her nipple and repeated the same with his fingers on the other side as she started to become undone.
Lucy was running her hands over his back, and she was lost in the sensation he was creating; her eyes closed softly as her body gave itself over to him. He knew his way around a woman's body, that was apparent.
Daryl kissed between her breasts and down towards her stomach. "You alright?" He asked again, reaching for her pants and opening the buttons. Consent was a big deal for him, he knew guys that didn't ask, they just took. He also knew to ask more than once and as he went further with her.
"I'm fine, keep going." She whispered. "Don't stop."
While she reassured him Daryl sat up and finished undoing her pants, pulled them down her thighs and off. She had on a pair of lacy red panties and he almost died right there.
"Where'd you get those?" He asked incredulously. Who the fuck wore that stuff in the apocolypse? Lucy did, that's who.
Daryl brought his hand over to touch the lacy material as she pulled her bra over her head. The silk was smooth to touch and he realized he was into sexy underwear on women, who knew?
"I swiped them from that strip mall we were in last month."
He smiled and brought his hands over her thigh then touched her through the material. "Ain't you cute..."
After torturing her through the thin material a while Daryl slipped his fingers under the elastic of her panties and inside. He groaned out loud when he felt how wet she was, "Fuck that's nice," He reached for the waistband, carefully took them off her and stuck them in his back pocket like a dirty motherfucker.
"Hey!"
"I'll give em back, don't worry." He assured her, moving her legs apart with a wicked grin. By this time his dick was straining in his pants but he wasn't done with her yet. He wanted to try something, something very different for him.
Daryl licked his lips and stared down at her, Lucy stared back and it was fire between them; he could feel her eyes boring into him. He watched her breathing, it was heavy and ragged, not unlike his own and he leaned down and kissed her knee, placing it against the back of the couch. Her other knee was resting on the couch seat proper as he licked his way up her thigh.
Lucy knew what he meant to do and when he looked up at her for permission she nodded her head.
Daryl wasted no time getting up close and personal between her legs, because really, once he had decided, he couldn't wait. Alone in his tent, he had dared to imagine this and he licked her with the flat of his tongue like he wanted to since he first saw her. He was done denying it. He moved her knees apart more, looked down at his prize and did it again.
"Oh my God." She breathed out, "Oh fuck yes!"
Lucy's hips shot off the couch and she moved her legs apart further. Daryl was pleased with himself and whispered 'Good girl' against her skin as he felt her legs tremble. He hummed against her skin and held her in place with a hand over her stomach as he brought his tongue softly over her clit in waves.
"Oh fuck," She gripped the sides of the couch for dear life and that just spurred him on.
Daryl was going on instinct and her response, listening to her sighs as he slid his tongue everywhere, and all over her pussy. He alternated that with going back to suck her clit and fluttering his tongue over it, then away, and back again as he held her where he wanted her.
Lucy kept it together as best she could but couldn't keep quiet when he opened his mouth wide and shoved his tongue inside of her.
"Ohfuckyes," She cried out, "Oh my God!"
He stayed there, using his tongue and lips and her hands shot out and gripped the material of the couch again. Lucy thrashed and pushed herself closer to his face, and he delighted in doing this to her. It was his first time and wouldn't be the last, because now he knew what all the fuss was and why women wanted this so much.
Fuck, he wanted it, he had never been so turned on in his life and his dick was like a stone from the taste of her and the way she responded. He gripped her hips and held her against him, devouring her as she writhed on the couch.
Lucy was moaning softly and he knew she was trying to be quiet, he upped the ante by sliding one finger and then two inside her and alternating with tongue fucking her. Soon, Lucy could feel the pressure building and it came crashing down on her fast.
She totally fell apart then and even though she was quiet it was an epic event. It was like she was possessed by a demon and her entire body reacted, trembling and writhing for what seemed like forever to him. He felt every bit of it as she came down from the wave.
Daryl stood up and he felt her eyes on him again, she sat up on her elbows, breathing heavily as he unbuckled his pants and the sound of his belt sent a chill through her whole body.
"Get those pants off now." She demanded and her voice was hot like fire. He shucked off his jeans and watched her eyes get wide, it wasn't the first time a woman reacted to his perfect cock like that, "Jesus Christ, I think that's gonna hurt."
"Don't worry, I got you." He replied in that hot gravelly voice that went right through her. "You sure." He asked once more and she nodded immediately.
"Yes. I want it." She pulled him closer and inside her.
"Oh fuck me." He breathed out in a gasp. She felt so good around him, warm and wet and so fucking tight. "Fuck, oh God."
Lucy wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him down for the hottest, dirtiest kiss he had ever had. She licked his lips and he filled her mouth with his tongue as he dominated her body with his.
Daryl slid his fingers down between her legs and circled her clit again the way he had done before. He watched himself going in and out of her and watched his hand moving between their bodies. Then his eyes traveled over her body and back to her face. Never a fan of eye contact during sex, now he couldn't not look at her, he needed it.
"Daryl, I can't…" She breathed out, "I can't…"
"Yes you can…yes you can baby," He whispered in her ear, along with some extremely dirty words that set her entire being on fire. "Come on sweetheart, give it to me, cum for me."
The fuse was lit and it burned through her entire body until she was clinging to him, with sweat pouring over her face and tears running down her cheeks. He made her do what she was sure was impossible, and it was better than she could ever imagine.
"Oh fuck I'm cumming!" She slammed her hips against his harder and harder trying to get there.
"That's it baby give it to me, give it to me! Fuck me good Lucy!"
Daryl felt her body contracting around him and it was too much to bear, he let the feeling overtake him completely and came in a roar of curses and trembling that left him exhausted on top of her.
Lucy reached over and stroked his hair as they laid together on the couch, both lost in their own thoughts for a while. He had totally owned her in a way she didn't even know she wanted.
"Ain't never been with a nurse before…you're way above my pay grade."
"I'm just a girl Daryl." She said softly.
"How old are you anyway?"
"26, you?"
"38," He answered, feeling like a dirty old man now.
Lucy picked up on it right away before he said anything more, "For an old man, you got some game." She smiled, showing her dimples, which Daryl loved and he was entranced. He hugged her close and they lay together in silence a few more minutes.
"Ain't never done that before." Daryl finally said quietly, pulling her closer to him on the couch so that they were pressed right up against each other.
"What? Sex?" If he was a beginner, she was certainly deprived in the past with other men. There was no way he was a virgin, no way in hell.
"No, I've done that, I've had sex. But this wasn't that. This was an experience…almost spiritual."
She looked up at him, her eyes were clear and sparkling, she felt it too, this unnamed thing between them. "I agree."
"Ain't never went down on anyone before." He mumbled to himself.
"Sweet baby Jesus, Daryl, you coulda fooled me. I'm about to propose to you." She laughed.
"It was too intimate, special, I guess to do with just anyone." He replied with a shrug.
Lucy sat up a little. "But you wanted to do it with me, right?"
"Oh yeah I did, it was all I could think of, for weeks now." He replied.
"Good." She said kissing him again. "I feel honored."
"This is dangerous; we could get each other killed."
"No, we can protect each other, keep each other safe. Imagine what a team we could be?"
"You got under my skin Lucy, I didn't want it," He pulled her closer, 'Now I won't let you go."
"Good."