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Daryl
"Carol!" Maggie yelled waving her hand to the fence seeing Daryl on his motorcycle heading back with Glenn. They'd gone in another run for formula, lately Judith's been eating nonstop. Carol ran to the fence rolling it open just enough for Daryl's bike to move through.
"Who has Judith?" Daryl asked as soon as he cut off the engine to his bike. He handed Carol the backpack full of medicine and formula grabbing a can out immediately. They had already lost so much, Daryl would be damned if they lost Judith because they ran out of formula.
"Beth. She's inside," Daryl only rolled his eyes slightly but started making his way inside while Glenn went to see Maggie. She was keeping watch, that's how she'd known they were back. Beth's eyes shot over to the sound of the opening gate seeing Daryl come into view. She couldn't help but smile.
"You made it back," she said simply putting Judith down on the blanket she had laid on the ground. "Daryl brought you back yum-yums," Beth cooed to Judith making her way to Daryl.
"You have spit up," Daryl could help but notice pointing just above her breast. Beth only shrugged her shoulders grabbing to formula from him.
"You've got zombie bits in your hair," Beth whispered with a slight laugh. "I can wait until Maggie gets in to change," Beth announced turning away from Daryl to make Judith a bottle.
"Right," Daryl let his eyes wonder down her body lingering too long on her ass as he heard the gate swing open Hershel coming into view. "I'm gonna catch a shower," Daryl muttered walking up to the hallway where he had set his room up, he refused to sleep in a cell.
"Glenn said you need your shoulder looked at," Hershel announced following Daryl. He only rolled his eyes in annoyance. They had run into a not so friendly group of people, and Daryl got shot. it was simple through and through nothing Daryl wanted to waste supplies on. "We need you healthy son," Hershel reasoned making Daryl slightly glare. "Grab a shower. I'll be waiting here," Hershel only smiled as Daryl walked past him straight for the showers.
"I don't need no stitches," Daryl muttered as he walked past Maggie and Glenn no doubt Michonne had taken over watch to give Maggie and Glenn time alone.
"You definitely need a shower. You smell worse than Merle," Glenn laughed as Daryl got to the showers. The thing with the prison was there was never any alone time. You could hear everything with the way voices echoed around here.
Daryl shed off his cloths putting them in the dirty pile on the floor, he knew Beth would get the joy of dealing with those. He knew she would come in after Glenn and him both showered, swoop them up and bring them to cell block A where she would hose them down before bringing them to the washing area. Then she would sit down, and hand wash the clothes. Daryl closed his eyes feeling his cock twitch at the thought of Beth in one of her tank tops as she hand washed the clothes the way her hair would fall around her face, small drops of water would run down her breasts. Daryl got under the cold water quickly washing up before the time ran out or he used too much water.
"You want me to grab the clothes?" Daryl called out knowing Beth would still but up with Judith.
"No, come relax," Beth laughed back. Daryl only shrugged his shoulders walking back to be with the group. Daryl hadn't told anyone his infatuation with the barely 18 year old who happened to be Maggie's little sister. What would people think? They'd probably view him worse than they already did. Someone no better than Merle. "No more zombie bits," Beth laughed playfully tousling Daryl's hair.
"You still have spit up though," Daryl laughed only holding his hands out for Judith. Beth didn't argue as she handed him the baby and went to her cell. Daryl let his eyes shift to her cell seeing her toss her shirt on her cot her back to him, his eyes roamed up and down her body seeing her small little back dimples as she turned grabbing a navy blue shirt Daryl caught a glimpse of her side boob before he tore his eyes away.
"All better," Beth came back taking Judith out of his hands without question. "Get some sleep, you have night watch," Beth lightly touched his arm making him turn and walk up to his cot. He closed his eyes drifting off into his dream...
"Daryl," Beth almost sang as she ran barefoot in the grass outside. "Come catch me," she giggled wiggling her finger for him to come closer. Daryl only walked out to the grass crossbow in hand.
"What are you doing, Beth? This isn't safe," Daryl could feel anger building inside him at the fact that she was being so incredibly reckless. "Beth!" Daryl whisper-shouted watching her roll her blue eyes as she starting skipping towards Daryl.
"Come on," Beth whispered moving gracefully to her cell dragging Daryl with her. "It's a dream," Beth whispered shoving Daryl onto the bed easily climbing on his lap straddling him.
Beth
"Beth," She heard her name being called. The only one in the cell was Beth at the time. Maggie and Glenn had gone to take a walk. They went somewhere to have sex. Rick and Carl were taking tower watch. Hershel had brought Judith out for some sunlight. Carol went to check the water line. Basically no one wanted to be here while Beth cleaned the stinky zombie covered clothes. They really did stink. "Beth," this time she knew she had heard her name.
"What is it Daryl?" Beth questioned getting to her feet walking to where she knew his room was. Before she got there she could hear his breathing, it was definitely labored. was the gunshot wond worse then he let on?
"Fuck," she heard Daryl whisper as she rounded the corner making sure to stay in the corners. She never knew what to say around Daryl. It was rare for him to even use her name, he always called her girl. Beth glanced into the hallway seeing Daryl's cot behind the drapes he looted from some house. She knew he couldn't see her but he seemed to be sleeping anyways. "Beth," she watched his lips move as he moaned her name. Beth looked down seeing Daryl had a bulge underneath the shorts he'd found.
Beth glanced around noticing that they were still alone. Maggie always taught her sister to go after what she wants. Beth took a deep breath silently walking behind the drapes seeing that his eyes were closed.
"Pst," Beth whispered taping Daryl's shoulder lightly. He didn't budge. Beth could feel her heart beating out of her chest when she slowly unbuttoned his pants letting her hand wrap around Daryl's cock.
"Beth," Daryl moaned again his eyes still closed. Beth only started moving her hand up and down watching as his eyes fluttered open. Daryl tried to move back but only ended up getting his pants to fall down exposing his fully erect cock and Beth's hand around his.
"Shhhh," Beth whispered as she crawled between Daryl's legs so she could lick the length of his cock.
"Beth," Daryl whispered gabbing her hair into a pony tail as she started sucking his cock. Beth had two boyfriends, none of them particularly serious. She didn't know what to do. "You shouldn't," Daryl moaned leaning his head back against the cell wall.
"Daryl," Beth whispered as she licked the length of his cock again. "I want to," this time when she opened her mouth she put as much of his cock in her mouth as she could as she bobbed her head up and down.
"Slower," Daryl moaned slowly guilding her head down his shaft so she was able to take more of his cock in her small mouth. "Move your tongue," he whispered making Beth immediately respond by moving her tongue in circles around his cock as he pulled her head up letting her breath again.
"You were dreaming of me," Beth whispered. Daryl only grabbed her and pulled her up so she was close to her face.
"It was a fucking dream" he whispered harshly shoving her so he was able to pull up his pants back up. "I have to take watch. Get the fuck out of my room," Daryl hissed grabbing his crossbow and immediately leaving the cell block. Beth couldn't help the tears in her eyes as she got to her feet running back to the laundry quickly finishing washing the clothes.
"Daryl started watch early." Maggie came in taking one look at her sisters face going to her side. "Hey what's wrong?" She came over rubbing Beth's back. What was she supposed to say? She's crying because she basically just sexually assaulted Daryl.
"I'm just tired," Beth reasoned simply trying to stifle the tears. "I have to go hang these," Beth sniffled grabbing the wet clothes as she started walking to the hanging rack outside.
Daryl
"Hey man I got watch," Daryl announced tapping Rick on the shoulder. These days Rick could use the sleep but he knew he was only going off to spend time with Judith. "What the fuck," Daryl whispered to himself leaning against the tower putting the scope to his eye peering beyond what he could see. Walkers, not people. Daryl knew he was going to have to talk to Beth. That's when he saw her through the scope. Her eyes were red, he was right, he'd made her cry. "Fuck," he whispered to himself putting the gun to his side.
"What's eating you little brother?" Merle almost laughed as he asked patting Daryl on the shoulder he only shrugged his shoulder. Oh you know had a sex dream about Beth. woke up and Beth was actually giving me a handjob. Tried to push her off pants fell down, she started sucking, I went with it, then pushed her off? I could hear how well that conversation would go.
"You that bored Merle?" Daryl responded still glancing over the tower. His eyes moving from the walkers, to Beth focusing on the sweat above her breasts.
"Never bored little brother. Ricks taking me on a run tomorrow," Merle almost laughed. "You need rest. you also need stitched up according to Hershel." Daryl rolled his eyes as Merle grabbed the sniper.
"I don't need no stitches," Daryl muttered as he stomped down the stairs meeting Hershel. "Really I'm fine," Hershel only stopped the conversation he was having with Beth. Her eyes were filled with tears as she hung the clothes.
"Next time hose down your own clothes," Beth snapped as she walked away noticing Daryl was staring at her. He only shook his head in agreeance as Hershel motioned for us to follow her.
"Why is she crying?" Daryl questioned. He knew the why she was crying but he wanted to know what she was telling Hershel and Maggie when they asked.
"She's just having a tough day." Hershel explained. "She'll probably apologize for snapping at you," Hershel laughed leading Daryl to the table. Beth was grabbing the thread and needle, along with a bottle of jack. "Your shirt needs to come off," Hershel explained as Daryl easily took his arm out without taking his shirt off.
"That work Doc?" Hershel only shrugged his shoulders pouring the whiskey over Daryl's wond before he began stitching. Daryl took the bottle allowing himself a few swigs before giving it back to Beth. "Thanks," Daryl said as Hershel finished patching him up. "Still say I didn't need all this. Beth can you help me with something before you get Judith?" Hershel got to his feet.
"Help her clean this mess. I'll get Judith." It was silent as they put the supplies away and Daryl lead Beth into the old cellblock no one came into anymore. Ever since Lori it was rare for people to come down. Daryl was pacing back and forth not sure how to bring up the conversation, especially since Beth was still sniffling.
"Look, I'm sorry," Daryl started running his fingers through his hair. "Did I say something to you to get you to..." he trailed off as Beth took a deep breath and shook her head no. "So what happened? Because all I know is I woke up and you were holding my..."
"What were you dreaming about?" Beth interrupted him making him shake his head no. "You said my name, more than once," Beth answered his question making Daryl's face immediately fall. "At first I thought you needed something so I went to check. Then I heard you moaning, and I saw your bulge under your shorts..." Beth trailed off biting her bottom lip. Daryl could feel his cock twitch again. Hearing her explain it made him want to push her up against the wall and ravage her body.
"Okay," Daryl muttered running his fingers through his hair.
"So I answered your question," Beth raised her eyebrow making Daryl stop pacing as he ran his fingers through his hair.
"It was a dream. It was harmless." He repeated as Beth shrugged her shoulders nodding her head in agreeance. "It was about you." Daryl only confirmed her suspicion. "I'm sorry about that, but you do understand nothing like this can happen again, right?" Beth only looked to the floor.
"Why?" Beth took a cautious step toward Daryl only running her hand lightly up his arm. "Did I do something wrong?" Beth whispered looking at her feet. "You know when I put it in my mouth," Daryl closed his eyes and shook his head no. "Did you not like it?" Daryl took a deep breath trying to control himself. She smelt like fresh linen, her hair was pulled back in a messy bun only a few strands left to dangle in front of her face.
"It doesn't matter. I'm almost twice your age," Daryl announced firmly watching Beth's face fall. "Look, you didn't do anything wrong. You obviously know I liked it, you just wanted to hear me say it."
"We're in the middle of the world ending Daryl. I don't think anyone would throw us to the Walkers. We're both adults," Beth whispered making Daryl close as she finally took a step away from him. "Just stop moaning my name during nap time and we'll be fine." she laughed making Daryl's face fall. "Promise it won't happen again."