Daryl/Beth. Their moment at the funeral home before moving on. Mature content. Beth never taken. Just a quick one shot. Don't like don't read.

Daryl sighed as the funeral home came back into view. They had been there for a few days now. Resting and eating what food was within and Beth's ankle healing nicely. He knew they'd be leaving soon. He'd found and old truck in the garage of the funeral home that was still running good and with a few runs to the houses near he was able to get enough gas to get them where they wanted to go. North GA mountains to the old hunting cabins he knew well. They had talked about it for days. Since leaving the cabin and burning it and his old memories to the ground. They didn't hold hope of finding the others anymore. Not since Daryl saw those Terminus signs and Maggie's bloody notes for Glenn but not her sister Beth, they knew everyone wrote them off as dead. Beth had cried that night because her sister wrote her off so easy but when she woke the next morning she was ready to move on. It was just the two of them from now and they were fine with that.

Daryl smiled to himself as he carried the rabbits towards the funeral home where Beth was waiting. He knew he was in love with the blonde angel that has saved his soul. He couldn't imagine his life without her now and that's why he was ok with leaving this area behind and starting over new with only her. She was his life now, his reason for living.

"Hey. Everything go ok?" she ask standing from the table where she was sorting there things they were taking with them. Nodding Daryl tossed the rabbits into the sink.

"Yep. Got 2 rabbits for us. We should head out in the morning. This place is too exposed." He told her and she nodded moving to his side instantly, taking her knife and helping him skin one of the rabbits while he did the other. She had learned quickly when he taught her a few days before and he was pleased she was willing to help him with anything and everything. Unlike most of their old group. They didn't like getting their hands dirty when Daryl was around, but Beth wasn't like that.

"I agree. It's too quiet and eerie when you're not here. I don't like it anymore." She comment and he grunted in agreement. They didn't need a lot of words between them.

Later that night after Beth fixed a damn good meal and they cleaned everything up and packed everything into the bed of the truck they settled down for the night. Daryl slipped into the shower after Beth to wash off the day's grim. When he was done he was standing in the Bathroom topless drying out his hair when Beth opened the door behind him.

"Brought your clean shirt. Opps." She said blushing and Daryl was frozen as he looked at her through the mirror as she stood there taking in all the scars on his back. He knew she'd be disgusted with him now and want nothing to do with him.

But just like always Beth shocked him by sitting his shirt on the toilet seat and walking towards him. He was very tense as he felt her small hands slide over his back and his scars lovingly. He'd never let anyone touch them before.

"Who did this?" she ask and he sighed as his body sagged.

"My old man. Drunk bastard used to beat me and Merle and our ma till she killed herself." He admitted and she nodded as she looked at him through the mirror for a moment. There was not pity in her eyes, no disgust. Only understanding and love.

He gasp when she got closer and pressed her body against his back and planted small kisses along his scars and with every kiss, every touch he felt all his demons and bad memoires of his past fade away until there was only her and him.

"Beth." He said and winced at the way his voice cracked with emotion. But she shushed him as she hugged him from behind again before walking around him, still plating kisses on the scars and reached the front of his chest. When she was right in front of him and they gazed at each other for a moment he knew things were about to change.

"Our scars don't define who we are Daryl only where we came from to get to the strong people we are today. They make you even more attractive then you were before and I love everything about you." She admitted and he groaned as his heart warmed and he crashed his mouth down on hers. She gasp in shock at first before moaning into his mouth and kissed him back.

This kiss was like nothing he'd ever felt before. The emotions and sparks that where flowing between them was amazing and he knew she was his new addiction.

Bending he picked her up and carried her into the room and laid her out on the bed. She looked beautiful with her long hair spread around her on the bed and he ran his hands up her legs before she yanked him forward to cover her body with his.

Chuckling he kissed down her neck before unbuttoning her shirt and sliding it off. She wore no bra and Daryl dove right in to feast of her perk breast.

"Daryl." She moaned his name and desire shot straight to his cock at his name being moaned from her innocent mouth and he was so hard it fucking hurt.

"You sure. We do this and your mine Beth. My wife. I want to do this right with you." He said and she gasp and nodded.

"I'm already yours." She admitted and Daryl lost it after that. Clothes were dame near ripped off in a frenzy as they both let go. When he sank into her and broke her barrier he knew she was it for him. This perfect, beautiful, wonderful woman was his world now and he'd make sure to live every day for her and her alone.

When he tightened around him and he spilled his seed into her with a loud groan he knew she was an addiction he'd never want to quick and that was just fine with him.