Surrender the Soul
Part 2

As Daryl finally surrendered his soul to this woman fully and stopped ignoring everything inside of him that told him to take her for his, he leaned into her. He leaned his whole body against her to push her against the wall so there was absolutely no chance of her being able to escape. As he slowly got closer and closer to her face, her eyes darkened. Did she know what he was about to do? He could hear her breathing picking up and moved his hands from the wall to take her hands and place both their hands where his had just been. He had her arms spread to where she could not hide from him, he was in control now. He finally pressed his lips to hers and when he did it was the best thing he had ever felt. He leaned more into her and was slowly nibbling her lips and kissing her. He was trying to gain access to her mouth, wanted her to open for him and finally she did. He began plundering her mouth like he couldn't get enough of her taste and she let out a moan that drove him mad. His hands began moving slowly down her arms and she kept her arms against the wall above her head. He was slowly descending, feeling her. They kissed for what felt like hours but was merely minutes, she didn't think she'd ever be able to stop kissing him.

He leaned back the slightest bit, moving one of his hands down to grab her hip. The reflection that bounced off of her skin, he had never seen anything so beautiful. She was so vulnerable in that moment, she had let her guard down for him and had no farces to protect herself, and finally, she was his Carol. The sun outside was pouring into the window at its most fierce glow of the day, it would be dark soon. He did not move his hands from her nor his body. He broke the connection of their eyes and looked down. She could tell something was still bothering him, she had no idea what it was. Finally, he spoke, "I love you, Carol" He looked back up at her and she had tears welling in her eyes. She began sobbing and simply responded "I love you, too" He kissed her again, he could taste the tears falling down her face to her mouth but he didn't care. She loved him, he was going to live and survive on that fact until the day he died.

The kissing gradually began to get more passionate and more out of control. Daryl didn't even realize that he had begun grinding into her and she was thrusting back against him. He was still holding her in place, all that was moving was there hips against each other. They were creating a beautiful friction, that if they weren't careful would cause both of them to end this long before it had truly begun. She could feel what she was doing to him and she loved it. He seemed to be in the moment, he was no longer being shy Daryl but possessive, take charge Daryl and she loved it. This time Carol was the one to initiate ending their kiss. When their lips parted they both stared into each other's eyes, the sun had gone down, it was dark and ghostly quiet except for their heavy panting of their breathing. Carol broke the silence "take me, Daryl. I want you to make me yours" Daryl stopped moving, stopped breathing. He was hesitant at first, but God he wanted this as much, if not more, than she did. His grip on her hip got tighter while his other hand moved to lock around her waist. He pulled her back to him and began kissing her again, this time he did not question, did not hesitate. As he kissed her they began grinding against each other all over again and she moved her hands up into his hair and pulled, directing his face where she wanted him against her lips. When he felt her pull his hair he went to full hardness against her and reached both of his hands around to grab her ass and to pull her flush against him. Carol gasped into their kiss and began grinding against him harder.
Daryl went to take one of his hands to roam up towards her breast, he was running his fingers lightly under her shirt against her soft belly and then he came across a barrier. Her damn kingdom armor was in the way no matter where he went, blocking her legs, her stomach, her breasts, even her damn arms. "This shit's got to go" he said as he began undoing the armor around her legs. Carol looked down at him, she didn't get why he all of a sudden had stopped and then she realized and began giggling. He hadn't heard that in so long, it made him smile. "Can't get to ya with all this shit in the way". He looked up at her as he said it and was still undoing the armor, he had everything removed except for the piece around her abdomen. He looked at her and caught her rolling her eyes at him with a smirk on her lips, "did you just roll ya eyes at me woman?" he asked her. "What if I did, what are you going to do about it?" she said with a blink of her eyes and a smirk of her own. God he had missed this, they hadn't played around like this in so long but he knew exactly what he was going to do about it. Her mood had him giddy and all of a sudden he got serious, stared at her and ripped the armor that was around her abdomen apart, the sound of Velcro ripping filled the air and falling to the floor caused Carol's pussy to flood with her arousal and her mouth was left hanging open. She only ever saw this side of him when he was hunting or when he was upset. But now, he had this aggression, passion, and want because he wanted her and it was turning her the hell on. This time she walked towards him, grabbed him around his neck and brought his mouth down to hers in a passionate kiss.

She began unbuttoning his navy shirt that he had been wearing and began pushing him towards the bed that was in the corner of the trailer. She pushed him down on the bed and got to the last button and ripped his shirt down his arms as she attacked his mouth again. She pulled back and began running her arms all over his abdomen, his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck and brought his head to her chest. He wrapped his arms around her waist and they held each other. This is what they both had wanted and needed for years, even if it wasn't the right time they couldn't wait to be together any longer. They had done right by everyone else, they had survived and it was to bring them to this moment. He looked up at her, grabbed her shirt from the bottom hem and began pulling it over her head. When he had it off of her he stared at her as he rubbed his hands all over her chest, arms, getting familiar with this foreign part of her that he had never seen. He felt like he was witnessing something sacred, he had to cherish every moment of it. Carol backed up a little, standing in front of him as he remained on the bed. She slowly reached behind her to undo her bra and let it fall to her feet. She stood in front of him. He stared at her, taking her all in. "You're so beautiful" he stuck his hand out, she took it and he pulled her towards him. He was caressing her back as he brought her belly to his face and began kissing her abdomen, working his way up to her breasts. He slid his hand to take her left breast in his hand, teasing her nipple while he took her other nipple into his mouth. She arched her back, her head falling backwards as he worshipped her breasts. She began running her hands through his hair, holding him to her, never wanting him to stop. She moved to straddle him but before they could fall softly to the mattress he had flipped her to where he was hovering over her.

He began kissing her neck and rubbing against her, his hands were everywhere. He had to feel all of her and he began getting irritated again at the barriers between them. He abruptly stood up leaving Carol on the bed alone. He quickly ripped off his pants, he had no underwear on. She grinned and took all of him in, he was gorgeous. He was toned all over, tan in some places more than other because of being in the sun all of the time, his face was flushed, his hair tousled, and he was fully erect and it was all in response to her. She scooted towards the top of the bed, her eyes never leaving his. She was topless, but still had her pants on. He had bared himself for her, she wanted to do the same for him. Never breaking eye contact she began slowly unbuttoning her pants and zipper. She began shimmying out of her pants and threw them to the ground beside the bed. She stayed in her panties, anchoring her feet to the bed and bringing her knees up the slightest bit then she parted her knees where he had a direct view of her core. He didn't think he could possibly become any harder but as he watched her open herself up to him, clad only in her panties, her legs open for him, and her breasts heaving he knew this was Heaven.

She instantly became Daryl's prey, he crawled towards her on the bed and before he ascended to kiss her, he stopped right over her panties and breathed heavily over her mound, whispering "I want to kiss you everywhere, especially here" and he placed the gentlest kiss over her panties and her core flooded. He kept breathing over her and took his hand and placed his palm over her, applying the slightest amount of pressure to create the friction that she was desperately seeking. He could tell she was loving every moment of this because she began rolling her hips towards his hand, seeking more.

He crawled up her body and their lips met again, their tongues began fighting for dominance, their hands were all over each other. "I want you, Daryl. I can't wait anymore", with that Daryl grabbed her ankles, pulled her to where she was laying flat under him and he grabbed her panties, pulling them down and off of her. As she lifted her legs for him to remove them from her he kissed her ankles, kissing all the way up her leg, and then the other. He kissed right below her belly button and up to her chin, her cheeks, her forehead, and then her lips. He was caressing the side of her thigh as he pulled her leg up to wrap around him. Finally, his dick rubbed against her outer lips and they both moaned. Daryl grabbed his length and began teasing her, rubbing it up and down her slit. He slowly began inching his way into her heat. She was so tight, so wet. They kept their eyes locked on each other as he entered her all the way, burying himself in her heat. They fit perfectly, it was always meant to be like this. He began moving in and out of her, it started out slowly and he began picking up his pace. Carol wrapped her legs around him, holding him to her. Their chests were pressed up against each other, their limbs tangled together. She had her hands digging into his back as she held him to her as he trust in and out of her. She began clawing at his back, pressing her nails into his skin and this made him pick up his pace. "Harder, harder" Carol cried as Daryl began to thrust faster and faster into her. He put every emotion he had ever felt towards this woman kept pumping into her. He knew in that moment he would never have his fill of her. He could feel her clamping around him, was she close? He wasn't ready for this to be over. He slowed his pace and sat back on his knees, pulling her to where she was in his lap, straddling him. He kept his hand locked on her neck, making love to her mouth as he made love to the most intimate part of her. The new position changed the angle and he was hitting the deepest part of her. He took both his hands and brought them around to cup her ass, controlling her movements while she was controlling the speed of their thrusts. She was going up and down on him so fast, bringing his face to her chest. They were both panting, sweating, and just as he was worried he was going to cum before her, leaving her unsatisfied, he felt it. She spasmed around him so hard it set off his own orgasm and they climaxed together. He saw stars as her white heat exploded around him, and he spilled into her.

Their bodies were still every now and then grinding against the other, riding out the last remaining remnants of their orgasms. She placed her forehead against his, still in his lap with him still nestled inside of her warmth. They kissed slowly and Daryl finally spoke, "I love you, sweetheart"

She smiled and began crying, they parted and he cradled her to him. The last thing Carol remembered before she fell into the best sleep she'd had since before the outbreak, was him saying those words to her and the feel of his steady breath against her neck as he held her.

Later that evening:

Carol had woken up, Daryl was sound asleep and he looked so peaceful. She couldn't believe they had finally broken past the barrier they had had up for so long. She felt like she had dreamed them making love, but in fact he was here with her. She went to the bathroom and put her underwear and his shirt on. She began rummaging around the room looking for any food, she found some crackers and water. She didn't want to leave their safe haven they had created, she wasn't sure how long it would last.

She wandered around the room, just looking at things. She came across a couple of knives, ammo, random magazines, and then she spotted something. She caught the faintest glimpse of a ring in the distance. It was hard to tell what it was because it was so dark in the room. She grabbed it and brought it up to her eyes, it was beautiful. It was a simple silver band with a beautiful jasper stone glistening in the moonlight. She wondered who it had belonged to and why Daryl had it. All of a sudden she looked in the mirror that was in front of her on the dresser and she squealed, Daryl had come up behind her. She hadn't even heard him awaken and here he was standing behind her. He truly was a hunter. "What ya got there?" he asked her. "It's beautiful, I wonder who this belonged to?" she responded. "It belongs to a very special woman, was given to her by a man that cared for her very much. When we were at the prison and I had gone on that run after Karen and David, the one with Tyreese; I found this stone in the midst of all this rubble at a gas station. I thought of you right away, how beautiful this would look on you. I had one of the women from Woodbury help me find a ring with a right setting, I ground the jasper stone myself. When I got back from the run, found out what Rick had done to you, then the Governor attacked I never got my chance. I didn't think I'd ever have the chance again, then you rescued us from Terminus and then after that you distanced yourself, so did I. I came back that day, I was going to give this to you, but you were gone. I made a promise to myself back at the prison. I knew I loved you then, but I felt like I couldn't be your lover and protect you. I felt like I had to make a choice that I could live with. As long as I had you near me, in my life and you were safe; I told myself that would be good enough. I realized I was crazy, I wanted to tell you. When I finally made the decision to tell you, everything fell apart and you were gone and then everything else happened. I was going to confess my love to you, ask you to marry me".

Carol was shocked, he had loved her that long? "I would've said yes" she smiled at him. She looked away, back down at the ring. "It's too late now, too much has happened. The ring is beautiful, the dream is beautiful, but too much has happened. I've committed too many sins Daryl, I'm not a good person. You deserve more than I can offer." She went to walk away from him, he was livid.

"So, are you saying us making love means nothing? What if I asked you now? What would you say? It's a new world baby, new rules. You just say yes and we are married. I want you to be my wife Carol. We've both done things that we might not ever get over, but the biggest regret I would ever have is if I didn't put my heart out there. You made me wanna do that, you said yourself, I'm a man; I know what I want!"

"You don't want me Daryl, you couldn't possibly want this" she said as she gestured down towards herself.

The more she was talking, the more pissed he was becoming.

He yanked the ring from her hand and set it down on the dresser. He moved up behind her and rubbed his growing erection against her ass. She gasped and met his eyes in the mirror. "Does this feel like someone who doesn't want you? That doesn't think ya good enough?"

"I'm going to erase all the pain. I want you to let me love the pain away. Let me love you, please baby"

He was still naked, he was growing harder by the second and he reached around and began unbuttoning his shirt that she was wearing. He pulled it down her arms, but left it to where it was bounding her arms, she couldn't move them. He grabbed her head and turned her to where their lips could meet and they began kissing as he lowered his other hand to rest outside of her panties. He began rubbing against her through the thin fabric, teasing her.

"I want to hear you speaking just for me, tell me baby. Tell me your mine" She wouldn't say it. He put his hand inside of her underwear and inserted two fingers into her, she was dripping wet. She moaned into his mouth as he fingered her. The movements of his fingers dipping into her matched the rhythm of his tongue invading her mouth. He kept one hand on her chin as he used his other hand to move her panties to the side and thrust into her from behind.

"Everything's ours baby, just for a few hours, the world is ours. I want you to look at me and to let go. Let my love for you wash over you. You are beautiful, you are perfect, and you're not a monster. I will never hurt you like Ed, I will never betray you like Rick, you are my equal in every way. You are sexy, you are beautiful, you are mine…tell me you're mine and only mine. I want to hear you say it! Say it!"

"I'm yours" she spoke finally. He couldn't hear her, he wanted to hear her scream it. "Not good enough Carol, again" he stopped his hand but continued to thrust into her. "Open your eyes, Carol. Look at me". She opened her eyes and met his in the reflection of the mirror. The love she saw reflected back at her almost caused her to lose it without him even continuing his movements. He was still thrusting into her, he wound his arm around to where he could have it wrapped around her but locked his hand around her chin so she had no choice but to watch them make love. His other hand dipped back between her legs and began rubbing her clit. As soon as he touched her he felt her head go weak but his hand locked on her chin supported it and she went to close her eyes. "No" he said firmly, "I want you to see what I see. Look at how beautiful you are, I love you Carol, only you, forever." They continued to look at each other, she placed her stomach against the dresser to brace herself for him, her arms still bound. She was pushing back against him as hard as he was thrusting into her. Their eyes stayed connected as he spilled into her and she exploded around him. It was the most intense lovemaking she had ever experienced. She wanted him over and over again.

He placed a kiss at the base of her neck and then he reached down and grabbed the ring, their bodies were still joined and he placed the ring on her finger. "Will you marry me and make me the happiest man in this fucked up world?"

"Yes, Daryl. I'll marry you."

He slid from her body and turned her to him, they hugged each other, held each other. They got cleaned up, they needed to get some much deserved rest. Their bodies were sated, they were together, they were happy, and they had a war to finish. He spooned her from behind and as he felt her breathing becoming softer he whispered "Goodnight Mrs. Dixon, I love you"