CHAPTER 5: Innocence (continued)

"I want to lose my innocence to you. Tonight. Would you do that for me, Mr Dixon?"

The words were circling around in his head. His desperate need to restrain himself from pounding into her right there and then was draining out of him, fast. He needed to think this over, before he moved too fast. Before he did something they'd both end up regretting. She was a virgin. This would be painful for her. What was he supposed to do?

Whilst Daryl was hovered over her, Beth was getting rather impatient. She searched his eyes for some sort of answer to her question. She had no idea what he was thinking. All she knew that there was an intense pulsing between her legs that needed to be relieved by the man on top of her.

"Beth, I- we haven't gotta do this. We can wait."

Those were the words that she did not want to hear. She was ready for this, and she thought he was too, until now that is. Now she felt awkward and small underneath his huge frame.

"But, if you are ready for this – I mean really ready – then yes, Miss Greene, I would do that for you."

Finally. The words she had wanted to hear. Beth smiled a devilish smile that made Daryl go dizzy. That was a good enough answer for him.

Daryl leant in watched Beth's eyelids flutter shut as he pressed his lips against hers. Their velvety softness drove him wild, and the kiss soon turned into the frantic removal of each other's clothes. Beth sat up momentarily to allow Daryl to lift her shirt over her head. She laid back down and threw Daryl's vest and shirt onto the floor beside her shirt. Their hearts were fluttering and their stomachs were doing backflips with the intensity of their actions. Daryl's pants were uncomfortably tight and it was then that he had noticed Beth had gotten to work on his belt buckle. Daryl watched in awe, her tiny fingers attacking his clothing with such want. When she started on his buttons, he watched her getting frustrated and she eventually threw her hands down at her sides.

"Can you help me out?" she asked him, clearly flustered from trying too hard.

"Jus' slow down, an' you'll be fine," Daryl let out a small laugh, turning to undo his pants. Beth could feel her cheeks blushing as she slowly realised what was really happening. This was happening. She was about to make love to the great Daryl Dixon. The thought intensified the throbbing between her thighs and she needed him, there and then. She placed her palm onto Daryl's chest and felt his heavy breaths. He was nervous, and this made Beth smile. She brought her palm up to his cheek and rested it there, watching his expression change.

"It's okay, I want this," Beth assured him. Daryl nodded slightly and brought his eyes to hers. It was so dark, the moon being the only source of light. It only slightly illuminated their bodies, but it was enough to let their imaginations do the rest.

Daryl leant back on his knees and began tugging at Beth's jeans. She lifted her hips off the sofa to allow him to pull them down. He was careful to pull them over her ankles, trying to avoid any possibility of pain. He didn't want to hurt her, not now, not ever. He returned his palms to the arm of the sofa as he leant back over her. She was now almost fully exposed – a simple plain grey bra was covering her breasts, and she had panties to match. Daryl focused his attention to her chest. He brought his palm down and gently grabbed one of them and squeezed slightly. This resulted in a small moan escaping Beth's lips, and he knew he was doing something right.

Beth felt slightly embarrassed to have a man – this man – touching her like this. It felt amazing, new and exciting, but in all honesty, she had no idea what she was doing.

It carried on like this, Daryl caressing her breasts over her bra while Beth wriggled slightly beneath him. She needed some kind of release. It was then that she suddenly felt a gentle pressure between her thighs. Daryl had pressed his fingers there, still over her panties.

"Oh," was all that Beth could manage to say. She threw her head back and waited for whatever came next.

Daryl smirked and breathed heavily. She was soaked. Daryl let a small groan escape his lips at the thought and he felt his cock twitch. He couldn't wait any longer. He pulled her panties aside and pressed a finger into her entrance.

Beth's reaction was insane. She gasped aloud, digging her nails into his arm that still rested above her. She lifted her head to watch his hand at work. He dug his finger deep and when he found her pleasure spot, he moved his finger around inside of her, intensifying the feeling for her.

He loved watching her like this, under his command. He had no idea how any human could give this much pleasure to another. She was squirming and scratching and gasping and saying his name over and over again, his name rolling out of her mouth like a plea for more. He pushed another finger into her, giving her what she wanted. She felt so tight around him, making him both excited and nervous for when they proceed.

He felt Beth's fingers grip onto his shoulder, her nails starting to dig in. Her walls tightened around him and he realised that he was bringing her to her climax. He kept going, never faltering, until her body squirmed and gyrated by his command. She gasped out and her body began trembling as her orgasm came down. He removed his fingers and brought them up to his mouth, tasting her.

Beth opened her eyes, her breathing was laboured and her skin glistened with sweat.

"Daryl, that- "

He shushed her, placing a finger to her lips.

"I know. Y'ready for what's next?" he asked, his own body trembling slightly. He didn't want to sound nervous, but he couldn't help it. He was about to make love to the most beautiful girl he had ever met.

Beth nodded, unable to speak due to her recent high. Daryl moved his palms to her thighs and began to open them, hoping to make it easier and less painful for her. Before he could continue, Beth's hand grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

Too far?

"Daryl, ca-can we light the fire? I- I want to… To see you."

Daryl's reply was leaping up from the sofa and scrambling around with the wood, throwing it all into a neat pile. His hands were rushing, he was desperate to get started. This girl was going to be the death of him.

He rummaged around in his pocket for his lighter, and when he finally found it, he clumsily dropped it and he felt around on the floor to find it. Beth smiled at him, trying hard not to giggle.

Eventually, the fire was lit and Daryl was back on the sofa. He began to open Beth's legs but she opened them for him, almost like offering herself over to him. She smiled at him and he groaned.

"Girl, 'yer gonna ruin me, y'know that right?"

"Mhmm."

Daryl finally removed his pants and boxers, throwing them down onto the ground in a hurry. He positioned himself at her entrance and waited. He looked at Beth, and she nodded.

He filled her slowly, her tightness gripping his member giving him an immense amount of pleasure already. Daryl groaned inwardly - he wasn't going to last long. He felt the barrier and ripped through it as carefully as he could.

The pain was over almost as quickly as it started. She gripped his shoulders and scrunched her eyes shut. He remained still, allowing her to adjust to him. A moment or two passed, and Beth opened her eyes.

Her pupils expanded, almost eliminating all traces of the blue outer ring that he so loved. She looked back at him. His eyes were blue, but that didn't even begin to explain all the complicated depths and colours that were there, too. They were the kind of blue that froze her in place, captivated her for even the slightest of moments. Her heart fluttered as she prepared for what she was about to tell him.

"Go."

Beth raised her knees and spread her thighs, receiving a low growl from Daryl in return. He slowly pulled himself back before pushing back into her hot centre. His lips attacked the sweet spot where her shoulders met her neck, leaving love bites and a wet trail of kisses along her collarbone.

He continued his rhythm for as long as he could, making every attempt to ensure this was good for her. He wasn't using her for his pleasure – he was trying to give her a first time she would remember.

Daryl pulled his hips backwards as she mewed quietly. He bit back a moan and felt his skin prickle at her touch, her fingertips slowly caressing his back. Beth pulled him closer to her, not wanting any distance between them any longer. He pressed his weight against her, her nipples grazing his chest as he slowly pumped in and out of her; invading places that nobody had ever ventured before. Daryl cautiously looked up for the first time only to find Beth already watching him. Her eyes found his and she sent him a devilish smile as she lifted her hips to meet his as he thrust himself into her. Daryl growled.

"'Yer gonna send me over the edge in a minute if ya carry on like that."

"That such a bad thing?" she purred.

Daryl buried himself into her neck and placed kisses all over while he continued to pump into her, feeling her meeting his hips with every movement. Her fingers raked through his damp hair as she began to quiver.

"D-Daryl, I- "

Before she could finish, Daryl's lips had found hers and their tongues were sliding against one another's. His rhythm increased and he grabbed both of her wrists in one hand and pinned them above her head, while his other hand found her thigh and he lifted it up and wrapped it around his back to gain a better position. Beth was sensually returning his kiss and attempting to free her wrists from his grip, but secretly she liked this side of Daryl.

He continued to pump into her centre and she began to feel a deep heat rising within her stomach. She clenched her fists and pushed Daryl deeper into her using her leg, wanting to feel more. He realised that she was nearing her end and he gave her exactly what she wanted. He thrusted and slammed against her until her inner walls tightened and she cried out against his lips, her eyes opening wide and then slamming shut, before her entire body relaxed and her legs shook.

Daryl found his own orgasm almost instantly after, emptying himself into her before collapsing and loosening his grip on her wrists.

They laid there and lost track of time while their lungs struggled for breath and their bodies quivered. Beth's fingertips caressed Daryl's back until he eventually looked up at her and they smiled together, and in that moment there were no walkers, there was no end-of-the-world, and there was no oblivion. All that existed was her and him and the musky scent of love that they would never forget.

A/N: I am SO bad at smut. Like, unbelievably bad at it. I really apologize.. I tried my hardest, I swear xD. But I'm afraid this is the end of the story. If you want more, or if you think there's anything I could change, please let me know. Thank you for all the feedback that I've already received, and thank you for any feedback that I am yet to receive. Love you all xx