Author's Note: Ayo! It's been years since I've written something about Carl and Beth lol. I just wanna say that posting this chapter does not mean I'm back. I apologize, but I sorta gave up after the show got a tad boring for me, especially when Carl died, it was just meh... :(

This is just some random whim of mine that suddenly came up. Since I've been rewatching old seasons of TWD, I came back here. Anyway, this is another smut fic of CarlxBeth, because even though they're both now dead canonically... In my AU, they're still my number one pair and living their best and full life.

The trip down to the showers was short. To be fair, they were both rushing to get there, whilst trying to avoid attracting too much attention from the dwellers of each cell block they passed.

It was honestly a miracle that no one was using the lavatory when Carl and Beth got there. Usually at this time of day, those who went out on runs, or were on fence duty, could be seen scrubbing off their filth and sweat in the showers. Hell, even Rick has frequent visits here since he's always washing the soil and mud from his clothes after working on the garden.

"Well look at that, no one's here." Beth smirked at him before sauntering to the middle aisle of the shower room.

One by one, she started to take off her clothes. First goes her shirt, followed by her pants, last came her underwear. If she was trying to turn him on by giving him a little strip tease show, then it's definitely working. He could feel the blood rush down to his groin again, and his cock starting to strain against his jeans. He didn't have to be told twice. Carl flung off his shirt and made quick work to get out of his pants.

Beth was already in the stall, the water pressure turned on high and cold. The perfect temperature for a hot summer day such as this. Streams of water landed on her fair white skin, and drenching her blonde hair to make it look like a golden waterfall down her back. He still remembers the first time he saw her naked— they were both inexperienced sixteen year-olds who had just gotten past the awkward phase of their relationship, trying to make love in the privacy of Beth's cell, taking advantage of the rare opportunity of everyone being outside. He inwardly laughs as he recalls all the blushing and hesitant groping, but now that they were passed that—and he'd finally gotten the hang of it— he had to admit how damn proud he was of himself.

"Are you just gonna stand there and stare at me? Or are you gonna join in?"

She didn't even look back as she lathered her hair with her favorite shampoo.

His hands immediately finds their way onto her waist. He breathes a sigh of relief when the coolness of the water touched his skin. Carl drew Beth in closer, nuzzling his nose by the crook of her neck. A hickey was starting to form near her collarbone, no doubt because of him, and they did back in the boiler room.

"Would you do my back for me please?" Beth asks, and he obliged. Taking the bar of soap in her hands, he began to rub the it up and down her back. The suds that formed along the way made her look more enticing.

Again, marveling at the sight while he does so. He could never get over the fact the she looked so much like an angel, and it goes without saying that it doesn't just stop at her appearance. Beth Greene is the kindest person he's ever met. The way she snapped him out of his rage after his mom died and turned him back to an merciful human being, is something he will always be grateful for.

Beth turns around and looks at him, "Hey, everything alright in there?"

Carl blinked. "Huh?"

"You've been silent awhile. What's going on?""

"Nothing, it's just..." He shakes his head then stares into her eyes. "I'm really lucky to have you."

"Aww..." She cups his face with her hands. "I feel the same way about you, too."

Their lips met, and only after a few seconds before the kiss became for more ardent. When Beth moaned, Carl immediately delved his tongue into her open mouth. Tasting all the sweetness and savoring the feel of her. He puts down the soap so he could get a hold of her better, one hand reaching for her ass and one hand treading through her wet hair.

Not long after, her hand made its way to his cock and he groaned when she started stroking him, making him go hard faster. Her lips detached from his and she began planting kisses along the line of his jaw and down to his neck.

"Ahhh, Beth..." he made a strangled noise when she licked a sensitive spot below his ear.

"Inside me. Now." She whispered, and he knew he was gone. He hoisted her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist. Grabbing his cock, and gently guiding it past her warm folds. When he got himself fully into her, he moaned at how she squeezed his girth.

Pressing her against the shower tiles, he started to fuck her. Long and steady strokes as he drove his hips forward. He smelled the strawberry-guava shampoo on her— a homemade concoction that Beth and Maggie did a few months back— arousing him even more, and he suddenly found himself thrusting his hips harder.

Beth mumbled something. The water was still pouring down on them so her voice was almost drowned out, but he could pretty much tell what she wanted. He sets her down and turns her around so she was facing the wall. He shoved a knee between her thighs to separate them, then without warning pushed his length back into her heat. He put a hand over her mouth before she could scream her pleasure, then went back to rigorously pushing plunging his dick into her.

"Carl... Carl..." she was chanting his name now. She was barely hanging on, and the slippery floors were not helping her keep her balance straight. Good thing Carl has a strong arm, the grip he had around her stomach, pretty much was the only thing holding her up. He was close but he couldn't let himself get spent without having her finish. His other hand slid down to her clit, and she cries out once more. Her walls clenched tighter around him as he fingered her, indicating she too, was at the brink of an orgasm.

Carl groaned as the heat from his belly spread into his hole body. His movement was getting erratic as the fatigue weighed in, he knows he's not going to last any longer. He then went and grabbed her hips with both hands so he could pull her in hard at the same time as his thrusts.

Beth mewled in abandon, her mind going blank as she surrendered to the immense pleasure Carl brought upon her. She reached for the back of his head as she neared her peak, and when Carl bit down on her pulse point, her toes curled and she came. He wasn't far behind, a few seconds after cussed loudly as he ejaculated into her core, filling her to the brim with his cum.

They both breathed in exhaustion, still holding on to one another. When she finally caught her breath, she turned around so she could see him. Carl's eyes were still half-lidded and in a daze. His face was also flushed due to that major orgasm they both just had. She smiled and kissed him softly, helping him come down from his high with her soothing caresses.

He was so very different from who he was months ago. Back when he was angry at the world, and dealing with his devastating loss. It wasn't easy, and it he scared her quite a bit before, but she knew she couldn't give up on him. Beth worked really hard to pull him out of the dark, and looking back at it now— she couldn't have been more thankful that she did, because she ended up finding love again in him. With Carl Grimes.

Her father used to tell her all the time that he wished everyday was peaceful, warm, and happy. But with how today's world works... she's just glad that everything is fine right now.

Author's Note: It would be a miracle if I revisit this again in 4 or 5 years but it's highly unlikely so don't ask for a follow up anymore lol. I probably would have forgotten about this when that time comes.

Thanks for reading, guys!