~5~
Carol loves it, when Daryl loses control.
When his breath becomes deeper. Faster.
When his eyelids begin to flutter.
When his hips jerk forwards and he can't help it.
When his dick twitches and his knees begin to buckle.
When he starts to groan and when he whispers her name.
When he fists the sheets, knuckles white.
When he offers himself to her, when he's open, bare and vulnerable.
(When she should crush him with a single word.)
When she sees the fine shine of sweat all over his body. And when she knows, it's because of her.
She can make the strong hunter weak.
