A/N- Ready to put that M rating in effect again? I promised my readers an intimate scene with Daryl and Murphy. So if sexual scenes offend you, don't read, wait for Chapter 11 so you can skip over this. This won't be the only intimate scene with them, I have other things planned. Ready to dive in?
Night had fallen, everyone was pretty much asleep, except Abby and Dale, they were on watch. I was in mine and Abby's tent, brushing my hair. Herschel had been nice enough to let me use the shower in the house, so now I was fresh and clean. I stand up and look myself over, I was wearing a pair of jean shorts and a long sleeved button up flannel shirt that was a few sizes too big. I slip on my boots and walk out of the tent. I wave to Abby and Dale, who wave back. I knew Shane would be up soon to take Dale's place, not that Abby was going to mind. I could already hear Abby's comments in my head as I walk towards Daryl's tent, which he had set up a bit away from everyone one else. I call out his name softly and get a reply to come in. I kick off my boots, leave them right out side the tent before making my way inside. I zip it back down and turn around to see a shirtless Daryl laying amongst his pile of blankets. He had his eyes closed, but clearly he wasn't sleep. I walk over and sit down next to him causing him to look over at me.
"Evenin'." I say softly.
"Evenin'. What do I owe the pleasure?" He says back.
"Lonely, and wanted to come see you." I say.
Daryl nods and sits up a bit on his elbows and watches me for a moment. I look at him innocently and lift my hand, gently brushing his hair from his eyes.
"Well you don't have to worry about be lonely no more, ya got me." He says.
"I know, and I do enjoy that fact." I say softly.
"What's on yer mind?" He asks.
"Honestly? The night at the CDC. I want that feeling again. I want those moments of peace where everything seemed to be right in my life." I say softly.
"We can remedy that ya know?" He says.
"Oh yeah? So that means I don't have to go find Shane?" I tease.
"Shane can't do the things daddy can." He says.
"That right?" I ask
Daryl doesn't speak, instead moves and lays me back on his makeshift bed as he kisses me. I wrap my arms around his neck and deepen the kiss. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach as I feel Daryl's hand slide up the side of my shirt, his fingers gently trace over my skin as I arch my body into him. Slowly the kiss breaks and I press my forehead against Daryl'..
"I want you to make me forget again..." I whisper. "That night at the CDC, I forgot all my problems. I want that again...I need you Daryl, I need you to make me yours." I continue to whisper.
Daryl growls softly at me and leans down to kiss my neck as I feel him unbutton the shirt I had on. I whimper as I feel Daryl's tongue run up my neck, he was good, I'll give him that. I feel Daryl hook his arm under me and roll us over so I was straddling his lap. I feel his lips make their way across my collar bone, down between my bare breasts and stop just short of my naval. His eyes travel down my exposed torso, I feel him lift his hand and trail his fingers over the scars that littered my torso. I could already hear his questions as he reached the long deep marks over my stomach. He looks up at me, asking me with his eyes, what caused the marks on my body. I take his hand and gently place it over scar on my side.
"Toby stabbed me with a kitchen knife one night. It was one of our more violent fights. Ten stitches." I whisper.
I close my eyes as Daryl runs is fingers over the mark, inspecting it. Even though his hands were rough, his touch was soft and gentle. He leans forward and kisses it gently, causing me to arch my back a bit. He kisses a trail from my side to my naval and stops once more, he gently kisses the marks on my stomach causing me to whimper a bit. Daryl presses his forehead against my stomach as I explain the marks to him, while running my hands through his hair.
"Toby broke a glass top table, we had been fighting over something stupid and he shoved me into the broken pieces." I whisper.
Daryl stays motionless, I feel his hands grip my hips, I could tell it pissed him off. I run my hand through his hair once more, letting him know it was ok, I was alright. Daryl looks up at me finally, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me as close as possible to him.
"Son of a bitch better pray he never crosses my path..." Daryl said in a rough, almost venomous tone.
I couldn't help but smile, Daryl wanted to protect me, wanted to be there for me. All this was so new to me, I admit, I sat shocked for a moment before placing my hands on Daryl's cheeks and kissing him. It was a rough, passionate kiss. I wanted him to know what his words meant, what he meant to me. I feel Daryl run his hands up my back as I stroke his cheeks with my thumbs. I guess he could feel the desperation in my kiss, because I feel him roll us over and brace himself above me. The kiss breaks and I moan softly as his lips come in contact with my neck once more. I feel his hand run down my side and his fingers hook around the waist of my shorts.
I lift my hips and grind them against him as he slides my shorts down my legs and kisses his way across my collar bone, letting his tongue snake out from behind his lips. "Daryl" I whisper softly as he takes his time, trailing his lips and tongue over my breasts, making me squirm a bit under him. I sit up a bit and bring Daryl into another kiss, it was my turn to torture him. I push him back on the blankets and straddle his lap once more and break our kiss. I look at him, he goes to say something, but I put my finger to my lips.
Of course he could of protested, but not many men are going to do so with a naked woman on their lap. I smirk and lean down, kissing the mole right above his lip. I kiss my way down his chin, his neck, giving him the same treatment he gave me. They low growl that came from his throat confirmed I was heading in the right direction. I run my tongue over his Adam's apple, I gently bite the soft skin there, making him moan a bit. I kiss my way down his chest until I come to a long, deep scar across his chest. I look up at him, but I wasn't going to question, I know he will tell me when he's ready. Instead I place kisses along the scar, and kisses against the smaller ones that were across his chest.
Slowly I make my way down his torso, tugging at the waist band of his pants. I look up innocently at Daryl as I slide his pants down his legs. I kiss my way back up his torso, back over his scars, his Adam's apple, until I meet his lips. Our lips meet once more, this time it was another rough kiss as I straddled his lap. I moan into his mouth as I feel him thrust up, it took me a bit to get settle, but soon I was moving in my hips in rhythm with his thrusts. I kiss him harder as I grind my hips into him. I feel his arms around me, holding me to him as we moved. I wanted this feeling to last as long as possible. As the kiss breaks I lean my head back as Daryl buries his face in the valley between my breasts.
I grip his hair as I moan his name, careful not to be too loud, even if I wanted to scream his name as his puts his hands on my waist and thrusts up. I move my hips faster as he speeds up, licking my lips as I do. He rolls us over and I lock my legs around his waist. He licks and bites his way up my chest and runs his teeth over the soft skin around my throat. I reach up and grab a handful of his hair once more as I bring my lips to his ear.
"Tell me I'm yours." I moan.
"Yer mine, nothin's ever gonna change that. Ya belong to me an no one else." He growled in my ear as I tug his hair.
I moan softly, keeping my fingers in Daryl's hair as he kisses my neck. I was in heaven, I felt free, untouchable. The world around us didn't matter right now, all that mattered at this moment in time was Daryl and I, Daryl erasing the bad memories, replacing them with moments like these. I was grateful to him, even if he would deny it, he was my hero, he saved me. He gripped my hand and pulled me from the dark hole I was slipping in to. I whimper as Daryl's thrust speed up, I was getting close, close to melting into Daryl's embrace. In my mind, hours could of passed, I was so wrapped up in Daryl Dixon, I didn't even notice. We laid there, meshing and melting into each other, becoming one with one another.
I guess I wanted to be the dominate one again, because we were rolling over once more, this time I was straddling Daryl's hips. I move slowly at first, wanting to slow down, savor this moment. I look down at Daryl as some of my hair falls over my shoulder. He rubs my hips as he stares up at me, his blue eyes locked with my multi toned green and hazel.
"Fuckin' beautiful." I hear Daryl whisper.
I lay my head back and lick my lips slowly as I move up and down, grinding my hips as I do. I use to be so self conscious, but right now I felt like a Goddess on top of my crossbow wielding hunter. He made me feel beautiful, perfect, like I was the only woman on this planet, in this moment. I look back down into the eyes of my hunter, leaning down, I kiss him rough, biting his bottom lip as he rolled me over on my back. I was getting close, I could tell he was as well as his thrusts sped up, became rough, passionate. We stay locked in a kiss as I once again grab a handful of his hair and run the other down his back, trailing my nails along his skin. He had this strange spell over me, but I didn't care. He did me in though when he whispered once more that I belonged to him, and with one final thrust he staked his claim as he buried his face in my neck. I bite my tongue as I ride the wave of pleasure coursing through my body.
Slowly my body was calming down, but I kept one arm around Daryl and the other in his hair as I bury my face in his neck. We laid there, connected, skin glistening with sweat. This moment was perfect, I didn't want let it go just yet. I feel Daryl's lips brush against my neck as he whispered something inaudible. I couldn't help but smile, nothing could break this moment. Finally I feel Daryl roll over, but pull me with him so my head was laying on his chest.
"I didn't take you for a cuddler." I joke.
"I'm not, don't go telling my secrets now" He whispered.
"I feel so special." I joke softly closing my eyes.
"Cause you are." He says.
"You're not to bad yourself." I say as I look up at him. "You're my hero Dixon." I say.
"I'm no one's hero. I don' think I fit the bill." He says looking away.
"You're mine Daryl." I say turning his head back to face me. "You saved me Daryl, everyday you save me from retreating back into myself." I say.
"If you say so." He says staring at me.
"I do." I say before kissing his chin.
I feel him give me a gentle squeeze and kiss the top of my head. I know he felt like he wasn't much, but in my eyes he was a good man. He looked at men like Rick or Shane and I knew he felt like he didn't measure up, but in my eyes, he far surpassed them. I sigh softly though, I knew I was going to have to leave the comfort of Daryl's arms soon and get dressed. I groan softly and even pout a bit as I look at Daryl.
"You know we gotta get dressed, right?" I ask softly.
"And why is that?" He asks coyly.
"Cause, what if there is a sudden attack and we have to spring into action?" I laugh.
"I'm sure Shane can handle it, I know Abby can handle it, she puts up with you. Though if yer looking for some action..." He laughs.
"Oh my God, shut up Dixon." I say.
"You weren't tellin' me to shut up a few seconds ago." He jokes.
"Whatever Dixon!" I say, pretending to be annoyed.
Daryl grabs me and pulls me on top of him. He wraps his arms around me, pinning me down against him. I rest my chin on his chest as I place my hands on each side of his head.
"Looks like I win this argument." He says with a smug smirk.
"How? By pinning me down?" I ask.
"Yep. Yer all mine, I can do what ever I want. And I want you on top of me." He says closing his eyes.
"Whatever!" I laugh and lay my head on his chest. "You are pretty comfy." I add.
Daryl just laughed at me. We laid there for a while before he reluctantly let me go. I move slowly grabbing my shirt and shorts, I slip them on and looks towards Daryl who was slipping his pants on. I admit I was secretly waiting for the other shoe to drop, it always did. No matter what, something good happens something bad was sure to follow, it was just how my life worked. I scratch my head and sit back down as Daryl laughs a bit.
"What's so funny, Dixon." I ask.
"Look for yourself." He says.
I raise a brow and look around, I couldn't find anything wrong. That was until I looked at my shirt, well more like Daryl's shirt. I shake my head and laugh as it was a few sizes too big. I shrug, laughing at the fact it almost went down to my knees. I yawn a bit, I was worn out, but happy. I lay back against the pillows and look at Daryl as I curl up in his shirt.
"Mind if I sleep over? I got watch duty in a few hours." I ask.
"Do ya really need to ask? Not like I'm gonna fuck ya and then kick ya out." He says.
"Just checking, you dirty redneck." I joke.
"Crazy bitch." He mumbles and laughs.
I go to speak, but a yawn cuts me off. I look towards Daryl, I'm guessing he could see my eyes starting to get hazy because he turns over on his side and pulls the blankets up over me. He whispers "sleep" as he brushes hair from my face. I try and argue, but he puts a finger to his lips. It was no use arguing anyways I guess. I close my eyes and listen to the sounds of crickets and Daryl's soft breathing. Before I knew it I was out, with no bad thoughts on my mind.
I'm guessing a few hours had passed and I am being gently woken up by the sound of Abby's voice calling to me. I groan a bit and rub my eyes, Daryl was snoring softly. I sit up slowly and crawl over unzipping the tent. I look up at a tried Abby. She hands my her eagles, which we were okayed to use on watch. "Fuck" I mumble as I sit them aside for a moment and grab my boots from outside, slipping them on. I grab the eagles and stand up tucking them in the waist of my pants. I see Abby raise a brow and look me over. I knew what she was looking at, the sleeveless yellowish button up shirt of Daryl Dixon that I was sporting.
"Shut up Abby." I mumble.
"What? I just wanted to say I like your shirt." She teases.
"You good for a few hours?" Shane asks me as he walks up.
"Yeah, I'll be fine." I say
"You need anything?" He asks.
"Nah, I'll be fine." I say pulling my hair back with the rubber band from my wrist.
Shane nods and watches as I zip up the tent and walk towards the RV. I climb atop it, taking my post before nodding towards Shane and Abby. I watch them walk away before getting settled in. I was starting to wake up, I was ready for a few hours on watch. I enjoyed the quiet night, the peaceful feeling that filled my body. Nights like this seemed a bit rare, but it was nice. The cool night breeze gently rustles the trees as the moon glows brightly in the sky.
I guess I didn't realize how much time has passed as I hear someone clear their throat, I look down to see Daryl standing next to the RV looking up at me, crossbow over his shoulder. I nod and motion for him to join me. He climbs up and takes a seat next to me on the RV.
"Why didn' you wake me up?" He asked.
"You were sleeping so peaceful, I didn't wanna wake ya." I say.
"Yea, but I don' like the idea of you on watch by yourself." He says.
"I'm a big girl Daryl, I can handle it." I reassure him.
"Still, I don' want nothin' happening to ya." He says while looking at me.
"Thanks." I say.
"So, um I have been meanin' to ask you. Jus' don' know how to say it." He says.
"Just ask. I think we are past any shyness. Right?" I say.
"Yea, it's just...well we weren't exactly usin' protection." He says.
"Ah, you wanna know if there is any possibility of a mini Dixon runnin' around." I say as I pull one knee up to my chest.
"That would be it." He says watching me intently.
"No..." I sigh. "The fighting with Toby fixed that. I had slim chances before that, but he finished the job for me." I say.
"Slim chances?" He asks.
"Yeah, my mothers crack habit, I was born with problems." I say.
I know I may have sounded emotionless, but it was something I came to terms with a long time ago, something I didn't let bother me. Not like I wanted to bring a child into this world anyways. I could see Daryl wasn't sure what to say, it's ok, I didn't expect him to say much. We were both broken and damaged in our own ways, only I let mine out and Daryl keeps his hidden and bottled up.
"Let's change the subject, shall we? I'm sure there are other things to talk about." I say.
I think Daryl was more than happy to change the subject, so for our hours on watch we talked about nothing in particular and joked. We let the hours pass, taking advantage of the peaceful night. I knew tomorrow would be a long day, something told me it was going to test us all.
A/N- If you haven't noticed, I have been trying to keep up with the show, there will be parts I add in that don't go in order of the show though. You guys enjoying so far? Thanks so much to those of you who have added me to your Alert and Favorites lists, I appreciate it and I'm happy people are enjoying my work. I know this chapter was short, but I felt like adding anything not Daryl and Murphy related to things after their "moment" would take away from the chapter.