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Daryl has a nasty gash at his shoulder. Chased by a small herd he ran into barbed wire.
Carol has to stich him up.
Again.
She's so close.
He refuses to take any painkillers.
Doesn't want them to be wasted on him.
Doesn't want them to dull his senses.
So close.
He can smell her.
Her unique scent.
He wants to grab her by her waist and pull her down on his lap.
He wants to run his hands all over her body, palming her breasts, nipping at her prominent collarbone, skimming his nose along her throat.
Kissing her breathless.
