Ok, so I'm definitelynot supposedto update the day after I already updated, but I'm in a REALLY goodmood thanks to Lumora The White and her reviews (by the way, her story Die For You is amazing, check it out if you haven't already), so you guys are in luck. I decided I will post the mature scenes, you can choose whether to read it or not. If you don't want to, skip ahead to the first scene break WD. Thanks for favourites and follows and to celia azul, Guest and, of course, Lumora The White for reviewing so quickly:)

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Chapter 20

Daryl had reacted the way she thought he initially would and she managed to move with him, staying on top of him and then pressing down on him again. When he froze and met her eyes, she knew he realised who it was and she took a deep breath, letting it out nervously. She kind of felt like a molester who was here to rape him or something as she pinned him to the bed, but the one thing that made it better was that if he really wanted to, he could easily overpower her, now that he was entirely awake and not half asleep. She was determined to force him to listen to her and to show him what she could offer him, but if she really tried and it looked like he truly didn't want it, she would stop. She just hoped it wouldn't come to that.

"Wha-?!" She bent down, muffling his exclamation with her lips, forcing her tongue into his mouth and kissing him for all she was worth. He instantly responded, hardening beneath her and she ground her body down on his. He ripped his mouth away, panting as his eyes filled with lust, but his words were angry.

"What the hell woma-" She rolled her hips again and he choked, his eyes squeezing shut as his hands gripped her hips so tightly she knew it would leave bruises. While he was distracted by her rolling hips, her hands lowered to his pants, unzipping them just enough for her to slip his straining member out of his boxers. His eyes flew open, but before he could do more than attempt to sit up, she slid her body against his, her wet lips rubbing against him as she rolled her hips against him, all that's separating them being the soaked material of her panties.

Her breath came out in harsh pants as she kept her eyes on his eyes, which was transfixed on the spot where he could feel her dripping all over him. She saw lust in his eyes, as well as something like disbelief, that only made her roll her hips harder and seeing his eyes darken further as his fingers formed into claws on her hips. She reached down, drawing her underwear to the side and sliding forward till the head of his dick was right by her entrance. Then she paused, her eyes on Daryl, who swallowed heavily.

"If you want me to stop, if you don't want this, you need to tell me now. I don't know if I'll be able to stop later, so you need to tell me now. Tell me to stop. Tell me!"

Daryl's eyes flicked to hers and she could see the silent plea in his eyes, the one he couldn't verbalise, the one he was ashamed of saying.

Don't stop

Anamika let out a shaky moan as she slowly slid onto Daryl, his hot, hard length rubbing against all the right places. She heard Daryl inhale sharply, his breath hitching as she squeezed around him. She paused for a second, breathing deeply as she adjusted to his considerable girth, before she rolled her hips experimentally. Daryl groaned as she whimpered at the pleasure that spiked through them both, Anamika's breath coming out faster as she rolled her hips harder, not letting Daryl leave her, as she was afraid he would take that chance to run.

His pubic bone rubbed slightly against her clit with every roll and she could feel her orgasm slowly building, but with the next roll of her hips and clench of her inner walls, Daryl grunted and spilled himself inside her, breathing hard from his unexpected orgasm. She sat quietly, allowing him to come down from his high as his member softened a bit inside her. He was still half hard though, which gave her courage for the next part of her plan. She had to get Daryl to accept the pleasure she could give him, that they could give each other. When Daryl became more aware, she could see the shame once again clearly flooding his eyes as his muscles tensed beneath her and she knew he was getting ready to run, to push her away.

But she wouldn't let him.

She gritted her teeth and clenched down on his half hard dick, her inner walls contracting around him as she ground herself against him. Daryl's eyes opened wide in shock as he choked out a groan, but she met his gaze steadily, telling him without saying a word that she wasn't letting him go that easily. Already she could feel his member hardening inside her and she smiled; not a smug smile or a cheeky one, but a true smile that showed just how much she cared about him and wanted this. His muscles slowly released the tension as he relaxed back onto the bed, still holding onto her but content to let her take the lead.

Never breaking their gaze, she slowly lifted her body up, before sinking down on his member again, her breath hitching as the ridges of his hard cock rubbed against her walls. She continued this, building up her speed slowly, until she was steadily bouncing on him, her hands braced on his chest as her mouth hung open and her eyes closed. She moaned as his hands tentatively slid up her side, cupping her breasts through her shirt and bra, causing a spike of desire to shoot through her as her body shuddered slightly.

Lifting her hands from where they had rested on his chest, she pulled her shirt over her head, flinging it away before she unclipped her bra and gave it the same treatment. Her breasts now bared to him, she saw how he watched them, unconsciously licking his lips and the sight had her burning hotter and whimpering as she continued to ride him, his own groans heightening her arousal even more.

"D-Daryl," she whimpered, biting her bottom lip and was startled when Daryl suddenly sat up, his face close to hers and his darkened blue eyes piercing hers. Taking a chance, she leaned forward and took his bottom lip between her teeth, pulling slightly as she moaned and the next moment, they were kissing ferociously. There was nothing sweet or tentative about this kiss, it was hard, hot and heavy. She whimpered as Daryl kneaded her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers. Pulling her mouth away from his, she gasped and moaned as his mouth travelled down to take one breast in his mouth, her hands grabbing at his hair. The same moment his lips closed around her nipple, his hips bucked up into her, causing her to mewl in pleasure as she clutched his head closer to her body.

Her body was on fire and she didn't know what to pay attention to, overloading from all the sensations he was introducing to her body. "D-Daryl, don't s-stop!"

The next moment she was on her back, Daryl above her as he kissed her again and she grunted and moaned into his mouth as he started pounding into her. He pulled away from her lips, his face buried in her neck as her arms wound at his shoulders, bunching together the fabric of his shirt and her legs wrapped around his hips, holding on to him as she whimpered his name and moaned 'harder' and 'faster'. Her mouth opened wide as she gasped when one of his hands travelled down to where their bodies were joined and started rubbing her clit in tight, hard circles. She couldn't breath, she couldn't think, she could only feel, embracing the sensation of molten lava that spread through her body.

"Oh… Oh-Oh g-god, Daryl! Daryl, oh, oh god!"

"Aah...uhh, 'mika…" She moaned in response to Daryl's groan in her ear, his voice low and husky with need. His hips snapped into hers as she rocked with the motion and she started breathing shallowly as her orgasm approached, building up like a wave and when Daryl snapped his hips into her hard, combined with the feeling of his finger on her clit and his lips once again around her nipple, the wave crashed over her, her back arching up as a long, low shaky moan left her, her breath hitching in pleasure. She was barely aware of Daryl's grunts as he pumped his hips into hers at a frenzied pace, chasing his own orgasm, before finally he clutched her to him as he groaned in completion, his body jerking into hers as he cummed inside her.

She breathed deeply, slowly coming down from her high, her sweaty hair sticking to her body, Daryl's trembling body heavy on top of her. However, instead of pushing him to get off, she kept her arms and legs around him, pulling him closer and burying her head into his neck. After a while, Daryl sighed and rolled over, staying inside her, but lying on his back with her cuddled up on top of him. His hand was absentmindedly stroking her back and Anamika knew she had to say what she wanted now, before Daryl convinced himself of something else again.

"I want to try this. I-I want to try us. I… I know it's frightening; hell, I'm terrified of this. I haven't ever felt this way before and I can't remember being in any type of relationship, but… but if it's with you, I wanna give it a try…" Her throat closed up and she couldn't say anymore. There was so much more that she should say, but she was unused to placing herself in the open like this and she had already breached her comfort levels by saying as much as she did. She felt his arms tighten around her as he breathed in deeply, before he exhaled shakily.

"...Yeah... me too." Even though that was all Daryl said, she felt a dizzying relief fill her and she smiled against his chest, settling herself more deeply as her eyes closed in exhaustion. She could feel Daryl's lips brush the top if her head and he pulled the thin blanket over her naked body and his clothed one. She slowly slipped into sleep, truly happy for the first time in days.

WD

The following days there was a definite change in the way Daryl acted around her. Even though he had initially been awkward and withdrawn the morning after their night of passion, Anamika had quickly put a stop to it with a hot and heavy makeout session, kissing Daryl till she felt dizzy and her lips swollen.

Since she knew Daryl was uncomfortable with heart to hearts, she tried to show him without words how much she wanted him, though she knew they would have to talk in-depth about this some time or other. After that, though Daryl didn't show affection in public, he also didn't avoid her anymore and didn't reject her fleeting touches, though he seldom reciprocated and always became quite shy in his own gruff manner, which she found absolutely adorable.

She knew Rick and the others had seen the change, but they didn't comment on it, for which she was eternally grateful. Though they hadn't slept together since, she made sure that not a day passed without at least a decent makeout session, which Daryl seemed entirely happy to go along with, though he never initiated it and it never happened in public. She didn't really mind that last point though, since she also wasn't interested in displays of public affection or people being in her business.

Aaron's knowing smirks were already unbearable enough as it was.

She had, however, had to visit Denise and ask if they had any morning after pills, as she had quite forgotten about a condom when planning her ambush of Daryl and she didn't know if she could get pregnant, but she knew now was definitely not the time regardless.

While she and Daryl spent more time together now than before, they weren't joined at the hip, as they both still had separate duties to take care of. Sometimes, however, it seemed Rick took pity on them and assigned them together for a run. Today was one such day.

Anamika had her backpack slung across her shoulder as she made her way to the gate where Daryl was waiting, a car ready for them to use. Rick was busy talking to him, probably about what necessities they had to look out for, while Michonne came up to her from the side.

"Hey Anna, when you're out there, can you look for some toothpaste please. I'm going to run out in about two weeks if I stretch it and I just want to make sure I have backup." Anna laughed, as she knew about Michonne's obsession with clean teeth, not that she blamed her, as fuzzy teeth was nasty.

"Yes of course, if I see some, I'll grab it."

"Remember, sp-"

"Spearmint is your favorite!" Anamika laughed as she finished Michonne's sentence for her and the woman smiled at her, before patting her shoulder and walking off. Anamika wandered over to the car, getting into the passenger side as Daryl climbed into the driver's seat. Rick leaned down to the open window, his eyes flicking between the two of them.

"Be careful out there and don't get too distracted."

"Can't promise nothing," Anamika replied, smiling wickedly at the innuendo and Daryl's uncomfortable expression. Any moment now, he'll-

"Stop." Aaaah, yes, there it was, the typical Daryl response. She laughed as Rick smirked and then they were pulling away, leaving the safe zone behind them. They chatted quietly as they made their way towards a small town they'd found on the map, nothing important to their conversations other than the joy of each other's company. After an hour of driving, they saw the sign for the town and became more focused, ready to leave at a moment's notice. All seemed quiet, though and the few walkers they could see they would be able to put down without problem.

Stopping in front of a small gas station, they found that while the gas station pumps were empty, the cars in the adjoining auto repair shop still had some gas, as well as some of the cars in the streets. The town seemed untouched, but Anamika wasn't surprised, as it was a small dot in the middle of nowhere, probably with less than a thousand population count at one time. While Daryl syphoned the gas into cannisters they'd brought, she cleared the small convenience store and packed some supplies into her backpack, mostly junk food and stale crackers. She did find several packs of cigarettes though, which she knew Daryl would enjoy, as well as one small pistol behind the counter and a half full box of ammo.

Slinging her backpack over her shoulder after she placed everything in it, she made her way outside, seeing Daryl loading the gas canisters into their car. When he was finished, he came to her and together they walked to the small pharmacy. Daryl knocked on the glass door and together they waited. When nothing came after a minute, Daryl opened the door, his crossbow up and loaded.

Glancing behind her, she saw that the walkers were still far off and no problem to them yet, so she followed Daryl inside. Though there weren't a lot of medicine left, they did find almost a treasure mine of all different kinds of supplements, from prenatal vitamins, to cold preventatives and general boosters. Knowing that supplements is always useful in this day and age, they grabbed it all, filling two bags that they had brought with them, including with some general over the counter medicine.

The next place they checked was the general sports store, which had some durable clothes and boots for the people back home, as well as some camping gear, which was always useful, even in a place like Alexandria. As Daryl was carrying the bigger items to the car, Anamika explored the back of the store. She had seen that the guns section had been raided, with just one or two left, but she thought the back might still have some.

Knocking on the back door, she heard some moaning, but deemed it to be only one. Swinging the door open, she easily buried her machete into the skull of the walker, looking behind it to make sure it was alone. When she saw it was all clear, she made her way over to the safe she could see.

Luckily, the owners had bought a simple safe with a lock on it and they would be able to cut it off with the bolt cutters they had brought along. Walking back to the car, she told Daryl about the safe as she grabbed the cutters and he nodded as he came along with her. Cutting the lock open, Daryl opened the safe to see a few rifles and shotguns, not exactly the load she was searching for, but it would do. She was excited, however, the find the boxes of ammo stored in the back and smiled widely as she carried them back to the car.

"Yo Mika, think I see a police station up ahead. Let's check it out." Nodding, she followed Daryl, her face aglow in pleasure at the nickname he called her. Ever since he called her that during the height of their passion, he had started using it more often and Anamika learned to treasure it more than she had before. When the others had asked after he finally started using it in their presence, she had confided her full name to them, but most still referred to her as Anna, since it was also a shortened version of her name. Daryl, however, was determined to be different, as he called her either Mika or darling, both which she adored.

Shaking the thoughts from her head, she saw Daryl had already entered the police station and she hurried to catch up, not wanting to leave him on his own. The police station turned out to have a few more walkers inside than they expected, but nothing the two of them couldn't handle. Though they didn't find any firearms, they did find lots of ammo, most of it lying around loosely, as well as several hand weapons in the evidence locker and some riot gear, which was always handy. Making sure to load it all up, Anamika was carrying a bag of ammo to the car when she saw movement in the corner of her eye. Whirling around, she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was only a deer, a buck to be exact.

Grinning, she dropped the bag into the trunk and hefted her rifle out, bringing her eye to the scope as she aimed. Maybe now Daryl would stop teasing her about stealing his deer all those months ago. Her finger twitched on the trigger, ready to fire, when the deer's head shot up and it bounded away between the houses. Grunting in frustration, Anamika saw it was two walkers who scared it and quickly shooting them, thankful for her silencer, she ran off to the gap between the two houses. Maybe she could still get that deer.

Rounding the corner, she saw the deer crossing a field and she ran forward between the houses, determined to get a better shot. Before she could exit the small alleyway however, walkers cut her off from the front, initially walking after the deer but turning towards her when they saw her. Cursing, she backpedaled, trying to get away when more came from the back.

Fuck, she was screwed, where did they all come from?

Lifting her rifle again, she shot the ones closest to her, though she soon had to abandon it as the gun was too cumbersome in the limited space and switch to her pistol. Shooting with her right hand, her left held her machete ready for any walker that came too close before she could shoot it. Her body was a whirlwind as she took down walkers, but they seemed never-ending and she was starting to get panicked.

She slashed out in front of her, dropping down to avoid a grasping hand, a bullet plowing through the owner's brain, before spinning with her leg stretched out to trip some of the bodies closest to her to the ground. Jumping back onto her feet, a quick bullet was delivered to each of their skulls, her attention already on the next snarling walker. A white haze began to filter in from the edges of her vision and her mind seemed to slide away softly, when a sudden shout startled her out of the zone she was falling into.

"Mika! Fuck, Anamika!" Looking up, she saw Daryl fighting like a wild animal to get to her and a relieved smile lit up her face. However, that moment of distraction was all a nearby walker needed and the next moment she was tackled to the ground, a walker's jaw snapping in front of her face as she desperately tried to keep it away. She grunted as another walker fell on top of the one already on her, trying in vain to get to her and she could feel bony fingers wrapping around her ankle.

Her eyes widened in panic, even more so as she could hear Daryl fighting to get to her, but she had seen how many walkers were between them. Both her hands were busy trying to keep the two walkers on top of her at bay, while her feet was kicking out to try and loosen the grip another had on her ankle. The walker closest to her lunged forward and she had to give all her concentration to keep it away from her face, her body stilling for a second as her arms strained.

That was all that was needed though.

Anamika yelled in pain as steelbands closed around her ankle, the walker biting down hard and her bones grinding as the pressure of the bite threatened to break them. Her anguished scream seemed to turn Daryl into a demon, and the next moment he was at her side, the jaws on her ankle going slack and the bodies on top of her going limp before being flung from her.

Anamika couldn't move, her mind blank in panic and her eyes staring straight ahead in a wide disbelieving gaze. Sound was muffled, but soon she could see Daryl's face, just as panicked as her own, floating in front of her and his yelling reached her ears.

"-ika! Anamika, did it get you?!" She nodded dumbly and for a second, she saw the despair, the heartbreak that filled Daryl's eyes. Then he was gone, his hands tugging at her boots roughly and as he ripped it off, she sat up, her eyes trained on the foot he was now pulling the sock off from. Her ankle was an ugly mess, bloody and bruised and completely torn up. She could feel tears wanting to fill her eyes, but the shock was too much even for tears. Her breathing was shallow as Daryl cursed and gripped his hair, his body shaking and Anamika promised herself she would wrap her arms around him now, as soon as she could get her limbs to move again.

The next moment Daryl was grabbing her boot he had thrown to one side, inspecting it closely and pushing and prodding at the ankle part. After a few seconds, his shoulders slumped and she inhaled sharply, fearing the worst.

"There's no hole." She blinked, not understanding.

"Mika, there's no hole. The walker bit you, but the bleeding is probably from the pressure of the bite and ya boot rubbing against ya skin. Mika, look at me!" She looked up from the slightly worn but still intact boot at Daryl's blue eyes, the relief in his eyes causing her breath to leave her.

"Anamika, you gonna be fine, it didn't reach your skin." All at once, it felt as if her muscles, which had kept her prisoner till now, let her go and her entire body slumped forward, her head resting on Daryl's shoulders as she clutched him to her, the immense relief and joy leaving her lightheaded. Her body was shaking, tremors shuddering through her as her eyes burned, though the shock still kept the tears at bay.

Daryl was also clinging to her, his own body trembling, the close call having scared the crap out of both of them and they both needed the comfort of each other's arms, reassuring themselves that she was still there.

WD

You guys would not believe how tempted I was to stop the chapter right after they see her bloody ankle, leaving you all in suspense, but I decided to be nice and not do that. I hope you guys liked the chapter, some serious relationship development in this chapter and the next, so lemme know your thoughts!