No Strings Attached

Chapter Two

"You two just fucked." Merle announced while Adrianne was making super bowl snacks for them in the Dixons kitchen like she had been for years now. Glenn, Maggie, Rick, Andrea, Tara, and Lori were on their way over. It was tradition for all of them to watch together, Adrianne especially couldn't wait to see this game because her beloved New Orleans Saints were playing. She was born in New Orleans and longed to go back there one day.

Today was a good day, she was with her best friends and life was good. This thing with Daryl was...different but she could handle it, even if Merle knew now.

Both of them had not lingered in bed, although on any other day they might have, maybe sometime soon. But on this day, because of the game they had showered together and gotten out the door by 5pm before Merle called bitching.

Adrianne shut the water off, "What?"

Merle cackled, "Made the beast with two backs, bumping uglies."

"What are you talking about?" Daryl answered, too fast and Merle just laughed.

"Your hair is wet you idiot." Merle laughed, "Was dry this morning when you left up out of here, like a bat out of hell I might say too. AFTER pacing around here like a psycho since seven am."

Both of them tensed and no one said a word until Daryl had enough.

"Don't act so scandalized," Daryl snapped.

"Hey, that's you two's mess, I ain't gonna say a word, but ya gotta be a little more slick than this huh, Age. You got a little love bite there?" He pointed to her collarbone with shining eyes. He was so amused by them.

"I'll take it under advisement," Daryl snarked as he handed Merle the dip to put in a bowl. Adrianne couldn't help but laugh, Merle held nothing back, he never did and she loved him like a brother.

This was slippery slope for sure, she knew that but the sex had been amazing. She could see that Daryl was embarrassed, his tell was deep redness on the back of his neck. From where she stood she could see it clearly.

When Merle was out of ear shot she leaned over to Daryl, "You know he had to bust your balls, I'll make them all better, don't worry... "

"Jesus with all the dirty talk, I didn't have you pegged that way at all," Daryl mumbled as he shook his head, " I had it all wrong…"

"Speak for yourself." She laughed, "You did your share of shit talking too."

He didn't answer but his face was red and she decided to take it further.

"So you didn't enjoy it when I blew you in the shower?"

"That's a visual I'm never going to forget, you on your knees, and the water." He pulled her against him briefly, "Can I come over tonight after the game."

"I Have class tomorrow..."

"I won't keep you up...too late."

"You better not…" She came close enough to brush her lips to his, but they were interrupted by Merle yelling from the other room.

"Come on you ragin cajun your teams about to get their azzes kicked."

"Oh fuck you Merle," She yelled back grabbed a bag of chips and flounced into the room just as everyone was arriving.

/

They barely made it into her house and he was on her like he had never been on another person in his life. They had taken dessert to go, and Merle had snickered at that after everyone had left. Truth be told they had all stuffed themselves silly on junk food all night, but Daryl wanted cake in bed later.

Daryl and Adrianne pulled at each others clothes like they couldn't wait to get to each other. He walked her backward into the opposite wall and into another door, a closet, and dove in for a kiss that made her drop the cake right on the floor.

Andrianne wore a dress with her usual Doc Martens so when Daryl pressed against her against the hall closet door she pulled at his buckle, trying to get his pants down just enough. They could do it right here in the hallway, no need to try and make it to the bed.

There was no time anyway, this was an urgent longing that may have been years in the making. Now the beast was out of the cage, good or bad, right or wrong.

"I've been thinking about this all night." Adrianne murmured.

"Me, too, " Daryl answered hotly, "I gotta be inside you. I gotta feel you … "

His belt clanked as she pulled to open it and she felt her stomach lurch. That noise set her body on fire, she could feel herself overheating from just that sound like some pavlovian cue. Instead of worrying now about being addicted to Dixon cock Adrianne chose to close her eyes and enjoy this ride.

Because it was some ride; she was still dumbfounded that it was so intense with him, more intense than with anyone else, ever. Who would have thought that.

Daryl was kissing her like she had never been kissed before, he was just forceful enough, and that was something she adored. She felt him grind his hips against her and let out a sound that she had never heard come from her lips.

It was the sound of longing, of want.

He stepped back for a second and looked at her. "You okay?" He checked because he cared for and respected her, "This alright?"

Adrianne nodded, "Yes, yes,I want you so bad," She groaned and he went in for another kiss; this time he picked her up and let his hands grip around her thighs.

"Wrap your legs around me." He demanded and she did, remembering she had worn a skirt and now she felt his dick against her; they weren't making it past the hallway and when he moved the door behind her felt like it was going to burst into pieces.

"Yeah, oh yeah Age." He growled into her ear. "That's nice."

All the hairs on the back of her neck stood up, and he pulled her closer and growled dirty things into her ear. Daryl had never been so swept away by a woman before, had never acted quite this way before.

His hands were all over her, in places only her own hands had been for a long time before last night and it was so good. Daryl moved his hand to hold her up and against the door and his other snaked up her side to her breast and she moaned again.

"I can't stop saying this, Age you are so fucking beautiful." He said against her lips, he liked what he saw and that blew her away, it was as if they were seeing each other for the first time with new eyes.

"You don't have to sweet talk me, I'm a sure thing…"

"I'll say what I like to you, and not cause I feel like i gotta."

His lips were all over her neck and collar bone, biting and sucking softly, Daryl wanted more than anything to leave his marks on her. As he plundered her skin with his lips and teeth she felt his fingers right where she wanted him, her head went backward against the door as she closed her eyes.

"Oh god."

By the time Daryl got her underwear ripped off her and his fingers on her and inside her, she came, immediately, screaming against his hand, while her face rested against his cheek.

Adrianne was not a screamer, not before last night.

"Goddamnit... sweetheart, oh fuck that's it, that's it..." He moaned as he pulled her closer, running his fingers through her hair, over her forehead, while she caught her breath.

"I'm sorry." She said, embarrassed that he hardly touched her and that happened.

"What the fuck for? That' so fuckin hot." He said kissing her again and again, "You never have to be sorry about anything with me."

Now she was pulling on Daryl's belt buckle like a crazy woman and she didn't even care. If she didn't get him inside her right now she was going to explode. Again it passed through her mind that wanting him this bad made her vulnerable, and she pushed it away again.

Finally, finally she got him unbuckled enough and pulled his jeans down. He was right against her, right there and he stopped and looked at her.

"Last chance to back out." He grinned at her, teasing her with it. Andrianne didn't answer him she just looked into his eyes, moved against him and pulled him inside her. With every move they made the door banged against the molding and neither of them noticed.

"Oh christ you feel good, oh fuck me!"

The door creaked as they pushed against it and it sounded like it was going to fall off its hinges. Neither of them noticed as their lips and hands traveled all over each other.

"Merle said it was really dumb to fuck your best friend," Daryl breathed out as he pummeled her against the door. Her hands were gripping his ass as she pulled him close and he loved how into him she was.

Their faces rested against each other as they spoke, their bodies moved against each other and the door continued to creak.

"Yeah, he doesn't know everything," She breathed out in a huff of air and pulled him against her, deeper inside her; he could feel how warm her body was. She was holding onto him for dear life as he fucked her hard, moving in and out of her faster and faster.

"I don't wanna be fucking anyone but you…" He groaned, he was quickly becoming a slave to this, to her. Why had they waited so long?

The door sounded like it was going to crack off the hinges but they didn't stop, couldn't.

"Who fucks you right, say it!" He growled into her ear.

"You do," She breathed out, "Only you do."

"Who?"

"You do, you do." She gasped out.

"You want it?" He said as he pushed his hips against her in a slow steady rhythm that was burning her alive right there in the hallway. Daryl was hard as stone and determined to fuck her until she couldn't see straight. He reached down between them, "You want this?"

"Yes, oh please," Adrianne tried to move her hips to get him to either move faster or get his fingers to move, but he was holding her tight and keeping her against the door; she couldn't get any part of him where she needed it.

Daryl was breaking out in a sweat and so was she, he slid his fingers against her flesh at a teasing and slow pace and pumped his cock even slower in and out of her. Adrianne couldn't move, she was totally under his control and ready to explode. He licked his way up her chest and landed on her neck where he sucked hard and left a mark on her.

"Who fucks you right?" He breathed into her ear, he needed to cum but he was going to make her beg first.

"You do," Adrianne answered right away as her face got pushed into the pillow and she felt herself being filled up with his perfect cock.

"You wanna cum?"

She nodded her head, and wiped her sweaty face against his, "I need it."

"I know you do sweetheart," He looked down and watched his hips slamming into her while he fucked her nice and slow, "Who's the boss of you?" He slid his fingers on either side of her clit and she practically sobbed with relief. Her breathing was coming out in little puffs now the closer she got to oblivion.

"You," She moaned as she felt the feeling washing over her, her entire body was tingling and vibrating, "Oh god!, You, Daryl, you!" She yelled and came so hard her pussy was like a vice on his dick, squeezing until he couldn't take anymore and he came with a roar right after her.

For a few minutes they just stood there, forehead to forehead as their sweat mixed together and their breathing became calmer. Daryl kissed the side of her neck and let her down slowly, throwing his arms around her. Adrianee turned her face to look at him and smiled.

"That was..."

"I know..." Daryl answered.

/

"We never talked about birth control…" Adrianne said to him later in bed while they were eating the salvaged cake out of the box from the hall floor. It was dented but still tasted great.

"I know you're on the pill and you know I always used condoms." Daryl answered matter of factly. She noticed he was speaking in the past tense, like they were already a permanent thing.

He wrapped his arms around her and they settled down to sleep, but she couldn't.

In the back of her mind there it was, it really is dumb to fuck your best friend.