"Okay, and now you pull the trigger." Carl mentored, for the tenth time. 'Ugh!' Sighing she closed her eyes and shot, missing like every other time. The kick back was killing her shoulder she could already feel the bruise forming through her tight white tee. She spotted Daryl and Rick walking out of the prison towards the gate. In the distance she could see the red SUV approaching. Glenn and Michonne had gone to check out the next closest town and see if it was worth making a full run to.
"That's it! I'm done!" She grumbled. Sitting down she let her legs dangle off the edge of the guard towers balcony. Gently placing her head on the bottom rail. She wasn't about to embarrass herself in front of them. Especially Daryl.
Carl laughed, his voice was much deeper than she had remembered. What happened to him? It was like he had grown up over night, he was taller than her now. His long hair flipping at the ends. Shaking her head at him, as he continued to laugh. Yet she had not seen him land a single shot. He was only four years younger than her but you couldn't tell it now. Poor kid has had the biggest crush on her for the past year, but thankfully he got the hint. She tried to remember how old Daryl was. Or if he's ever told anyone. She guessed late 30's, maybe early 40's. Either way his age didn't bother her. If anything it made her like him more. Sighing at the thought of him, she closed her eyes. He was all she could think about lately. His hard muscles had captivated her dreams. The way his rough hands sent shivers through her. Everything about him amazed her.
"You'll get it! It just takes time!" He said watching Rick and Daryl close the gate. "I'll be right back I have to talk to my dad about the pig pens." She just nodded as he made his way down the ladder. She sighed she didn't want to fail in front of them. So instead she silently watched them. She couldn't help but admire Daryl's confidence. The way he walked knowing he could take whatever life through at him. Just him in general. He was a badass, and he knew it. But at the same time he wasn't some cocky jerk. Daryl had a sensitive side, especially when it came to Judith. And he cared for all of us. Even if he didn't want to show it.
She found it fascinating, being able to watch everyone from up here. It made her feel important, even if she hadn't been able to make one shot. Groaning she looked over at her little stash of training ammo. She was never going to get the hang of this. But she had to try, standing up she aimed the rifle. Quickly glancing down to where the guys were, to see if they were watching. Rick had his back to her and Daryl was no where to be seen. She sighed. As much as she didn't want him to see her fail she wasn't done looking at him. Turning back to the task at hand she groaned. Her arms were already sore, and her shoulder was aching. But she was determined to get at least one shot. Doing her best to line up the target, she fired. Quietly cursing as it missed. She wasn't even coming close.
Daryl silently walked up the steps, he wasn't even trying to be quiet. But as he watched her from inside the cabin, he relished in the fact that she didn't know he was there. They would have to work harder at taking in her surroundings. Watching her in silence he smiled as the dirty world rolled off her tongue.
"God I suck at this!" she grumbled.
"Nah, you just had a horrible teacher."
"Daryl!" She squealed, her hand resting against her racing heart.
"Lift the gun again," He was leaning against the railing shaking his head at her. Trying to fight a grin.
"No," She said lowering her weapon, her heart racing as she said it. She hated saying no to him but she was exhausted, and her shoulder was throbbing. Not to mention she really didn't want him to see just how bad she really was.
Daryl rolled his eyes and walked over to her, "Just lift the damn gun, Beth."
Her breath caught as he growled her name, never in her entire life did she think one simple word would be able to completely unravel her. She lifted the gun hesitantly, trying to ignore the moisture that had started to pool between her legs. God did he always have to be that sexy?
"First," He said standing next to her, "You need to be facing the right direction," He turned her towards the field. His eyes traveling her body. He tried to lie to himself and say it was to observe her stance. But he caught himself staring longer than he should have. Her snug white tee shirt showed off curves, he knew many people wouldn't even notice. "Second, your feet need to be wider apart."
She inched them apart slightly, trying to remember how to breath with him standing so close.
He gently pushed her feet to the proper stance. And pushed her small arms up a little higher. Looking her over once more, he cracked a smile. "You need to breathe Beth."
'Ha! As if!' She mentally laughed, if only he knew the effect he had on her. Blinking that thought away, she needed to focus.
He came around the front of her, his half smile quickly turning into an angered frown.
"What's wrong-," She jumped as his thumb gently brushed the bruising area between her shoulder and joint. The pain was almost unbearable. She ground her teeth together trying not to show how badly it was actually hurting.
"You should be holding it against you, that way the recoil just presses instead of slamming into that hard, shit,"
Daryl was observant, that was something no one could argue with. But even if he wasn't it would be hard not to notice the way her breath caught or the how her fingers trembled.. He had to hide the small smile that formed on his lips. He absolutely loved the way she responded to him.
"Well heck, that would have been great to know a couple of hours ago. Carl told me not to because he said it would knock me down." Beth situating the butt of her gun against her bruised shoulder, using the pain to distract her. He shouldn't stand that close if he wanted her to breathe.
Daryl choked back a laugh. "Carl is full of shit." They both laughed at that.
"Okay, so how do you hold it still? Every time I try to steady it, it starts shakin worse."
"You need to be comfortable," He moved her left hand under a little bit more. "Try this, it may help since your arms are so damn small." He teased, referring to her fail attempt to show off her 'muscles'.
She grinned, "Just wait, I'll have some serious guns after this." She giggled, she really enjoyed playing with him like this. He was always so serious. She loved that she was one of the people he got to relax a little bit with. And that she got to see this side of him. She let out a small sigh, when he stepped back beside her.
"Now just pick a target and aim." He stole a quick glance at her position, she was spaced right and everything seemed ready to go. And she looked too damn cute.
"Can I shoot now?" She asked looking over at him without moving from her stance.
"Yes,." He smiled at her, he couldn't even remember the last time he had smiled this much. Hell he's smiled more in the last few days than he had all his life. She brought that out in him. And he didn't know weather to be happy or pissed off about it.
She gulped and turned to stare down the target. Doing her best to forget the sexy man standing behind her, she tried to copy the way he inhaled before shooting his bow. Then pulling the trigger as she exhaled, the bullet clipped the walkers ear. She jumped up excited, she had never got that close before! She lowered the gun and spun around. A huge smile spread across her face. She wanted to jump into his arms but she didn't know how he would respond with everyone around.
He gave her a small smile, before using his finger to raise her weapon once more. "We're not done yet. Again."
The command made her heart jump into her throat, she couldn't help but relish in how sexy it was when he ordered her around. She didn't sass him she just obeyed, enjoying the tingles that evaded her girlie parts. Beth knew she was going to miss the next target, just by the way her breath shook. Silently he squeeze her tense shoulders. Inhaling then exhaling she shot it in the throat! She had never been this excited before. Without glancing back she put herself back into position. She shot the walker just below the collar bone and groaned. This was starting to piss her off.
"You need to relax, getting mad will only make it worse."
"Well what am I supposed to do? I keep getting close but it never lands where I want it too."
"Try thinkin about somethin else until your nerves are calmed. Then try again?" He suggested leaning his back against the rail.
She glanced over at him, eyeing him up and down. Thinking about something else meant thinking about him coming up behind her pulling her hips against his, and growling in her ear. Just thinking about that caused her face to flush. She would never admit how badly she wanted him to.
"Okay now try again." He watched the blood run to her face, before she quickly turned to hide it. Oh what he would give to find out what caused that blush.
She groaned, and got back into position. Smiling when an idea popped into her head. Moving her foot out of place she waited, purposely breaking her stance just to see if he would correct it. And when his hands gently grabbed her hips to turn her she thought her heart might explode in her chest. He took her bait.
He debated on weather to fix her shitty stance or not, knowing perfectly well she did it on purpose. And when he let his hands grab her hips, he heard the soft gasp as she inhaled sharply. Turning her slightly to the left he used his boot to spread her feet farther apart. He was positioned directly behind her now. His hands still resting on her hips. Listening to her ragged breath he unconsciously squeezed. Wanting desperately to pull her against him but not daring to. A soft moan slipped her lips. He knew she wasn't even paying attention to the damn target anymore, and neither was he. He growled at himself, as his cock strained against his zipper. She took a quick shot, he had to stop her as she tried to turn around, she could not see the raging hard on he had right now. Her trying to press herself back against him didn't help matters any. Was she trying to drive him crazy? He knew that answer, 'Yes'. Finally giving into her demand, he felt her mold herself against his body. Her head resting against his shoulder. Inhaling sharply at the moment she felt him hard against her back, she paused momentarily taking it in. Then pressed her bottom harder against him. The fact that she wanted him too, made it all that much harder. God he wanted to take her right then and there, but when she tried to turn around for the second time, he kept her from still.
Beth was throbbing all over, the heat that started in her middle pulsated heat throughout her body. She wanted him, and wanted him bad. When she pressed her hips back it was almost like her body took over her brain. When she felt his hardness press against her back, a soft moan slipped from her lips before she could stop it. It felt amazing being pressed up against him like this. His body fit perfectly against hers. She smiled at his ragged breaths.
"That didn't look like a hit to me," he growled his voice huskier from his arousal.
"I don't-"
"Again." He ordered, slowly pulling himself away from her. Doing everything he could to try and calm himself down. But he couldn't forget how perfectly their bodies molded together. He looked down at the empty yard, everyone must have gone inside. And for that he was grateful, it would have been hard trying to explain why she was pressed against him like that. But at the same time he became extremely nervous. He was completely alone with her.
Beth took a deep shaky breath. She wanted to feel him back against her. Groaning she stepped back into the correct stance, lining up her target. She inhaled and immediately started to tremble, all she could smell was his intoxicating scent. Exhaling slowly she pulled the trigger, the bullet landed right between the walkers eyes. She jumped up with excitement. "I did it!" Before she could think twice she wrapped her sore arms around his neck. Her breath caught for a moment as his hands slid around her waist, pulling her closer. She felt his rock hard length against her stomach. Inhaling sharply she slowly looked up into his heated gaze. Her lips parted, she wished she had the courage to close the few inches between her lips. Instead she just pleaded with her eyes. Begging with everything she had, for him to just lean down.
He slowly pushed her back to where she needed to be. "Again." He had heard Carl on the stairs slowly making his way up to them. She sighed, and corrected her stance. Slowly aiming inhaling then exhaling she hit her target.
"Back sorry it took so long. Did you just make that?!" Carl exclaimed walking over to stand beside her. They had spent darn near all day up there and she never came close. He looked gratefully up to Daryl.
"Thanks man, I didn't think she would ever make it." Carl whispered smiling.
"Yes! Finally," she giggled stealing a glance back at Daryl. Her heart was racing in her chest. Thoughts of Daryl's hands on her left her breathless. She turned back to get another shot in while the guys talked. She missed the next shot but made the second and third. Carl was in shock.
"You learned to do all that from the short while I was gone?"
She laughed placing the gun on the ground, "Yea, Daryl told me everything I was doing wrong." The new position did help tons but her should still ached from the damage already done. Rubbing it gently, she looked back up at Daryl. She couldn't help but think about his heated stare. The way his blue eyes stared back at her through his dark lashes. Her core clenched at the though.
Carl gave Daryl a smile, "Okay well Carol said dinner is almost done. I don't know about you but I am beat!" Carl laughed when Beth swatted his arm.
"I do not want to hear it!" She kidded following Carl down the stair Daryl following behind. She tried to block out how wet her panties were. She felt the moisture brush against her with each step. Causing a slight tremble every time she moved. She could still feel the heat, that had flooded her face. Her body had never reacted that strongly before. Sure she's been slightly turned on before, but nothing like this. Nothing like with Daryl.
Daryl quickly walked in front of them opening the prison door. Letting them pass before following them inside. He smiled when Beth whispered a shy thanks. Watching her hurry to her cell and close the curtain. He couldn't stop the thoughts of following. How was he ever going to face Hershel? Grabbing his plate he pulled up his chair next to Glenn.
Beth looked longingly at her bed, as she pulled her damp shorts off. Blushing slightly over the fact that she had to change them. After donning on a pair of clean shorts she made her way to the dining area. Everyone were mostly seated, she walked over to Carol who smiled sweetly as she handed her, her plate.
"How did it go today?" Carol teased nudging Beth's shoulder, then nodding towards Daryl. Beth followed her eyes to find Daryl staring back at her. Blushing deeply at the thought of Carol seeing them up there like that. Then panic sat in when she remembered what the woman had said to her yesterday. She was slightly relieved that Carol was no longer mad at her but also confused. Carol's soft laugh brought her eyes back to her. "He's been lookin at you too, by the way." Carol teased nudging her shoulder with her own. "Between you and me. I think he likes you." Carol brought her finger to her her lips. "Shh but you didn't hear that from me." Beth giggled, once more as Carol's caring arms wrapped around her.
"So you're not mad at me?" She asked nervously, her heart pounding in her ears.
Carol pulled away, the confusion clear on her face. "Why would I be mad?"
"You told me yesterday that I was too young for him and that he deserved to be with someone who could handle him?"
"Why would I say something like that?" Carol whispered, her eyebrows knitting together. Beth regretted saying anything, shrugging her shoulders Beth retracted. She didn't want to upset her.
"So you think he likes me?" Beth said smiling watching the smile return to Carol's face.
"With out a doubt. Just keep in mind that this is Daryl after all." Beth smiled again. Glad knowing that she wasn't mad at her for it but at the same time some what worried. Carol had no recognition of what she had said. Shaking her head, the apocalypse does some crazy things to you. Chalking it up to that she shyly walked to her seat in front of Maggie.
Rick smiled up at her, from two seats down. "How'd shooting go?" She couldn't help but think about Daryl's hands on her hips, shaking that thought from her head she gave him a smile.
"It went good, Daryl gave me a couple of tips when Carl went to talk to you. After that things went good."
"Understatement of the year there," Carl kidded, "I didn't think she would ever get it." He shot Beth a teasing look, letting her know he was only kidding.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Beth playfully rolled her eyes picking up her fork. "Daryl's a great teacher, you should have him teach you too." Teasing him back. Carl grinned at her before returning to his food.
"How did the run turn out Glenn?" She asked, stuffing her face with beans.
"Didn't find much, I think we are gonna have to start goin farther." He shook his head. "On the bright side there weren't any walkers."
"Hopefully they are starting to die out?" She said hopefully? Glenn snorted, and chuckled softly.
"We could only hope." Maggie sighed amused.
"Where's Daddy?" She asked looking up at Maggie.
"Oh he went out with Michonne, somethin about findin wild strawberries just outside the fence,"
"It's getting kinda late though?"
"Oh they will be fine," Maggie reassured, giving Beth an encouraging smile. "Besides Michonne is with him. She won't let anything happen. Beth nodded in agreement. Michonne was as much of a badass as Daryl.
Beth's peeked a glance at him, he and Rick were talking about the next run and who would be assigned. He glanced back at her when he felt her eyes. She smiled quickly before shyly looking away. Standing up from her seat she put away her dishes and went to collect the sleepy Judith. Her chubby arms reaching for her lazily. Rick kissed her soft little head before handing her to Beth. Kissing and hugging Maggie and Glenn goodnight she hurried to her cell. Tucking Judith into her pack n play she sang her a soft lullaby until she closed her beautiful hazel eyes. Beth silently undressed to her white tank top, and short pajama shorts. She slowly crawled under her blanket and fell asleep before her head hit the pillow.