Fun fact: I woke up at half eight this morning, wrote this and then fell back to sleep. Woke up again to see that it was in my notes and I kind of had a thought like 'oh, so that was real.' Anyway, this was a prompt from Coco04 and wallflow3r over on AO3. Most of my pieces lately have been because of these two ladies, so if you're over on AO3 you should look at the comments on my fics and see all our crazy conversations where they deliver prompt after prompt, and are therefore the reason that my keyboard is broke, and why I'm typing on the phone. In other news, I have three other prompts that may fit into one fic or two, we'll see. They're quite fluffy/romantic. Tonight I wanna dance for you is of course on-going and I will update as often as possible, but I've not even started writing the next chapter yet to be honest.

One of these days, Daryl's going to kill Tyrese. Maybe with his own two hands, maybe by shoving him into a walkers gaping mouth, but he's going to do it. Especially if the prick keeps flirting with Beth. Really, he's got plans for every red-blooded male in this fucking prison at this point because they all look at her.

Every. Single. One.

Daryl's sick of it. He's sick of sneaking around, he's sick of sleeping in different beds and he's fucking sick of not knowing where Beth stands. She said she didn't want no other guy when he saw Tyrese all over her like a rash. But that could just mean she doesn't want to fuck any other guy. He knows she's a little conscious about her chest and the size of it, so what if she just doesn't want the hassle of trying to fuck anyone else? What if he's just easy for her? Easy fuck, easy access to him because he can never fucking say no to her. Easy orgasms. Yeah, she don't want no other guy but frankly that don't mean shit.

So, every guy in the prison is looking to meet Daryl's fist, but most especially Tyrese's face is going to be the first number called. The prick started with the flirting, calling Beth 'sugar' and smiling all creepy when she gave him a lollipop. Truthfully, Beth didn't seem to pick up on it and Daryl could see that, but there was no one but Beth to scream and shout at.

If he went up to Tyrese and told him to stay the fuck away, then it would be all around the whole damn prison that him and Beth were a thing or at least fucking because he's not even sure of their own definition. Either way, he couldn't risk that shit, not when he still has to face her daddy every day and he likes Hershel, he does.

When he was all cut up and bleeding in one of the man's beds on the farm, Hershel had seen the scars on his back and quite simply said, "my daddy was a bastard to me too."

Just that. No sympathy, no wincing, no fluttering eyelashes as he kept looking and pretended he wasn't. Just that and Daryl had always respected him for it. At the time he wasn't very good at showing it, back then he was a dickhead. He's little better now, but he's made a family here and he would be lying if the thought of Hershel's sickened face didn't turn his stomach. Tyrese, he couldn't approach. But the little dweeb from Woodbury who gave Beth a new bucket of lollipops he fucking could. God knows where he got them, frankly Daryl's getting a little sick of seeing the shiny candy and most especially in association to Beth when it's their thing.

No one else's.

So when the kid left Beth with her new lollipops, he silently followed and he made it very, very clear that he should stay away from Beth or Daryl planned to fuck him up. The kid was a shaking mess by the time Daryl was done with him and scurried off with a practical damn tail between his legs. Daryl thought it was a job well done until he rounded the corner to find Tyrese casually leaning up the wall, a smirk on his face that said he heard everything. That's when it started. Tyrese being a fucking dick so that Daryl had to hold back from caving his fucking face in. Since then, he's done nothing but flirt with Beth non-stop.

All over her when she's looking after Judith, taking up Daryl's secret time with her and most of all, all the chances they have to fuck. Not getting laid is making him cranky. Considering he went so many years before Beth, it's fucking ridiculous but he can't stop it. There's something about being buried inside his girl that takes the world away. Takes the burden off his shoulders, makes the scars that healed years ago stop burning, puts away all the horrible things and brings forth nothing but light. He can be who he wants to be with her. He can flirt and tease her, banter.

He can't be like that without her and it's getting increasingly hard trying to act normal, craving their time alone only for him to round the corner and find fucking Tyrese all over his girl again. Daryl's getting damn sick of it and when he finally catches Beth alone a couple of days later, he pulls her behind a wall and kisses her so hard that when they break away she looks glassy eyed. Daryl groans because he can't fucking take it when she looks at him like that, like she's been fucked six ways to Sunday, so if she's going to look fucked, she might as well be fucked.

They're desperate and rushed when he picks her up, rock hard in his pants and his girl pressed between him and the wall, grinding on him. They nearly tear their clothes but they get the necessary things down and then he's buried inside her, Beth's wet, tight heat perfect around his cock, as it always is because she's always so fucking wet for him. His hips are brutal, fast, no build up for either of them just merciless fucking because he needs it and Beth does too, he knows because he knows her.

It's not long before she's clamping down on his dick and trying to tear his fucking soul from his body with her orgasm and he has to clasp his hand over her mouth to keep her quiet. He's not long behind her, he never is, not with how hot and slick she is and he pulls out to spray his cum all over the concrete floor. Beth likes it when he cums on her skin, but lately, he keeps spraying her clothes and it shows up even after being scrubbed. Sometimes he wishes they had met before the world ended, though he doubts without all this shit that they would have ever happened.

But to have easy access to condoms and pills, instead of having to pull out all the damn time would be nice. That shit's hard and he's always so damn scared in case he can't stop himself in time and ends up cumming in her, getting her pregnant the very same minute he fucking does it he's pretty damn sure because that would just be their luck.

Daryl's slumped against her, head on her shoulder when he murmurs, "I hate every fuckin' male in this prison, they're all tryin'a get in your panties."

Beth laughs, her hands stroking through his hair. "So what if they are? Told you, don't want no other guy. Ain't interested. Just want you, Daryl. No one else, not ever."

Shit.

She's not just talking about fucking. He hears it in the breathless nervousness of her voice like she's dropping the L-bomb.

The only pitiful thing Daryl can manage is, "oh."

Daryl's pretty sure that Tyrese has gone as far as he can. He's pretty sure there's not one thing that prick can do to make Daryl flip his shit in front of every single person taking residence in the prison. But he's wrong, he's so damn wrong because when he turns the corner into the yard and sees Tyrese palming off a box of condoms to Beth, he sees red.

Beth is suddenly screaming for him to stop and flesh is giving under his hands, blood is staining his knuckles and then Rick is hauling him up and Glenn's helping, all while he struggles and rants and raves, spittle flying from his mouth. Sasha is at her brother's side, cleaning up his face and when Daryl tries to go for Tyrese again she whips out her gun and aims it at him.

"No!"

Beth runs forward and throws herself over Daryl, her whole body curved around him while she stares at Sasha, her arms stretched back to wrap around his waist. Immediately his arm winds around her ribs, his blood stained knuckles covering her top with marks and his chest heaving against her spine.

"You want him you gotta go through me."

Sasha puts the gun down straight away, her face confused. "Wouldn't have shot him, Beth."

"Someone tell me what the fuck is goin' on here," Rick suddenly fumes, staring at Beth wrapped around Daryl.

"That fucker won't stay away from my girl!" Daryl fumes.

Beth's inside seems to explode and collectively gather up in a storm of anxiety but she keeps a straight face. Tyrese gets up from the ground, touching on his bleeding lip with a grimace.

"Man, I just been tryin' to get you to tell everyone. I suspected somethin' was goin' on with you two."

Daryl huffs behind her. "What, an' you couldn't come to me like a fuckin' man an' say somethin'? You had to be all undercover spy an' shit? Where'd that get you, huh? Beat the fuck down!"

Beth bites down on her lip and then suddenly through the crowd appears her sister and her daddy, side by side and she's pretty sure she's going to throw up.

"Bethy, is this true?" Her daddy asks quietly.

Out of the corner of her eye she can see Glenn and Rick side by side and when Glenn elbows Rick sharply in the ribs, muttering, "told ya, you owe me the next chocolate bar you find," she can't help smiling.

Why is she so scared? Why was she sneaking around, keeping this a secret? For fuck sake, the world has ended and so has its rules. Daryl tenses behind her but she turns in his arms and cuddles him from the side, her head on his shoulder when she says, "yeah daddy an' I ain't sorry an' I ain't gonna stop seein' him. Anyone tries to make me do that, we're leavin'."

Daryl looks down at her in surprise since that isn't something they've talked about, but then he nods and looks back at her daddy. "We will."

Maggie clears her throat, closing her mouth after it been gaping for the last couple of minutes. "Y'sure, Bethy?"

Beth nods quickly, tightening her arms around Daryl's waist. "I love him, Maggie."

In her arms, Daryl's whole body locks up and her face flames red but she doesn't look away from her sister. There's a great sigh from her daddy and then he steps forward and offers his hand to Daryl. Beth's throat locks up and while he holds her, Daryl reaches out his hand and shakes her daddies hand.

Her daddy levels him with an intense, cool stare. "You hurt my baby girl an' I'll chop you up an' feed you to the walkers my damn self, you got that?"

Daryl doesn't even break a sweat, just nods and releases her daddies hand after a firm shake. "Beth's never gonna get hurt while I'm 'round."

"Good."

Her daddy kisses her on the cheek and she smiles. Suddenly, Maggie is there hugging her and hugging Daryl too, who actually flinches when she does, like he expected a hit and it makes Beth's eyes water. Then everyone else is flooding in. Carol and Rick, Glenn and Carl saying how gross they are but smiling.

After they've got through everyone and their questions, it's dinner time and practically the whole prison makes their way inside. With her arm wrapped around Daryl's waist and his slung around her shoulder, Daryl asks, "why'd Tyrese give you condoms?"

"'Cause I asked for 'em. Was gonna bring 'em to you later. I know you don't wanna keep riskin' it with pullin' out. That why you hit him?"

Daryl's face is flushed when he nods. "I'll say sorry."

"You better," she says as sternly as she can before she smiles. "Kinda turned me on, seein' you all cave man for me."

He glances down at her with a raised brow and a small smile. "Yeah?"

"Yeah," Beth grins before glancing around. "Wanna skip dinner and try out these new condoms?"

"Girl," he laughs. "You read my fuckin' mind."