Chapter 2

It's only been 20 mins and Michonne is already sleeping. Looking comfortable in her position: head leaning against the window and her feet propped up on the dashboard, hand between her thigh and the other supporting her head. Daryl was jealous of her; he did not feel like driving. Letting his mind drift it brought him to his brother…how would it be if he were here? He figured not much would change. He'd most likely still be an ass hole but it would be one more person to get him through this crazy world. Instead it was one less. Then his mind brought him too Rick his best friend. He was worried about him. Rick is usually in crazy town when Daryl talks to him. He wants him to get better because the last thing Rick needs is to go insane especially in this world. Lastly his mind sent him to the fearless warrior next to him. She's pretty, beautiful in fact. Her chocolate skin looks good enough to taste. Her long legs that he wished would be wrapped around him. And that A-mazing ass that he could not get off of his mind.

He pried his eyes off of her and told himself to stop eye fucking her. She would never even go for a guy like him. He just needed to pay attention to get to Dawsonville.

Meanwhile in Michonne's mind:

Its dark in the cell that she's pretty sure she's in alone until she sees a shadow, it steps closer to her and she tried to move but can't. The shadow is close enough to her that she can see that it's…Daryl. With a mischievous grin on his face he leans down and kisses her and they start. Going. At it. It's only them there and only him she can feel. He's doing things that make her shiver pleasurably, clothes get tossed everywhere and in a second he's inside of her and they are going through different positions and he calls out her name as they both climax. "Michonne…Michonne…Michonne! Hey wake up."

Michonne is so confused when she opens her eyes she's not even sure she knows where she is. Then it hits her. She had a wet dream about Daryl.

"Hey woman it's time to wake up we here."

Michonne still a little confused, she rubs her eyes in a way a toddler would waking up from his nap with his blanket dragging behind him. Daryl finds it mighty cute.

"Where are we"? She manages

"Dawsonville, we need to pick a house to settle in."

Now fully awake and aware she starts to look around and spots one.

"How bout that one?"

"Why that one?" he's not really protesting but is curious. He hopes she doesn't take it that way.

But like all women she does.

"Well it has solar panels so electricity must be working. The fences look nice and sturdy and I don't know it looks nice I guess. Why you don't trust my word?"

"Naw it aint that…"

"well then admit that I found the perfect house." She challenged

"Pfft I aint admitting nothin'." Daryl didn't know why he fought her on it. But his mouth went to fast for his mind to tell him to stop.

They park in the driveway of the house and get out. Daryl looks around and thinks to himself that Dawsonville looks like that town from Edward scissors hands but more modern, he bets everyone knew everyone in this town. He bets that this town went down easy when the apocalypse happened. But he was thankful that there were only a few distant walkers.

They both went into the house and instantly got into attack mode as if something was going to jump out at them, but they had to be ready for anything.

Michonne inspected the upstairs while Daryl checked the downstairs. Once they were both done they met back on the couch.

"Anything upstairs?" Daryl asked

Michonne didn't hear him; she was too busy thinking about that dream. It was so real. And she was asking herself if she actually wanted it to happen. Then she looked over to him and her eyes fixed on his arms, good lord those arms, what she wouldn't give to be wrapped in them just for one night.

"Michonne?"

"Hmm?"

"Did ya hear me? I said how's upstairs?"

"Oh, fine this is actually a really nice house."

Daryl only grunted at that.

Michonne took out a bag of M&Ms and scooted closer to him and 0ppointed the bag towards him silently asking if he wanted some.

He reached out to grab some but she snatched it away.

"Not until you admit that I found the perfect house." She said with a smirk

Daryl sucked his teeth at her. "Then keep 'em."

Now she got even closer, so close that their legs were touching and her hand was on his thigh. Their faces were inches apart.

"Are you sure?" she challenged

"y-yea." He cursed himself for shuddering.

She looked like she leaned in ever so slightly but pulled away and she saw the disappointment on his face; he wanted her too.

"Fine." She said as she stood up and looked down on him; if you change your mind i'll be upstairs in the bedroom." Then she leaned down and planted a seductive, sexy kiss upon his lips. Then turned on her heel and stooped at the staircase one last time, and gave him an over the shoulder wink.

Daryl watched her go, her hips moving sensually. He had to ask himself if this was actually happening. He stood up and did one last sweep of the downstairs and practically ran upstairs. He couldn't wait to devour that beauty waiting for him.

Upstairs he found the master bedroom. He went in but didn't see Michonne.

"Michonne?"

"In here." She replied from the master bathroom. She was in there just stripping her clothes of just her black lace panties with a pink bow in the middle and her bra was pink with black lace everywhere but the edge of the bra nearest to the cleavage. It must sound wear that this is what she's running around in while slicing and dicing walkers but her and Maggie went on a run together and stumbled upon a Victoria's Secret and raided the hell out of it.

"So are you ready to admit that I found the perfect house?" she called from the bathroom.

"Um..." really he didn't know what to say he was so anxious as to what would happen in the next 5 mins and what the hell she was doing in the bathroom.

She stepped out of the bathroom with her arm length wise against the doorway and her other hand on her hip.

As soon as he saw her his mind shut down to the simplest functions.

"Yes, yes I am."'

"I figured you would be." She said as she took 3 confident steps toward him and straddled him and his hands flew to her hips. And their lips met as if it was the very last time. His tongue darted into her mouth and soon they were both fighting for dominance over this kiss. Michonne's hands were running through his hair while his hands were moving from her hips to her ass and squeezing it. That move had elicited a moan from her lips. It made her tug on his hair even harder.

Michonne then pulled away slowly taking Daryl's bottom lip with her then letting it go. Next she lifted his shirt and tossed it on the floor; she flatly pressed her hand down on his chest and pushed him on the bed. She went to work kissing him on the lips, then on his neck, then his chest and coming to his belt buckle and unbuckling it and threw it. Before she could do anything else he flipped her and stood up to remove his pants and boxers. And she sat up and basically watching him strip. She eyed his size and her stomach dropped he was well hung and hard at attention for her.

"How am I supposed to fit that in me?" she thought out loud not realizing she said it out loud.

Daryl smirked "We gon make it fit." He said getting back on the bed and sitting against the headboard and Michonne climbed on top of him straddling him once more. He leaned up to kiss the top of the breast before him and unhooked her bra and tossed it. He latched on to a nipple and started playing with it with his tongue.

"Oh fuck." Michonne said breathlessly her grip on him tightened. She sucked in some air as he switched she found she liked him there more.

"Mmmm.." She moaned as she bit her lip.

Daryl flipped her on her back and took off her panties and his hands found her neatly trimmed mound and she flinched when his finger met her clit.

When Daryl applied more pressure she instantly got wetter and at that he got harder if that was possible.

He slipped one finger in to her tight, wet hole and stimulated her clit with is thumb while he pumped his finger in and out.

Michonne was gripping the sheets and straining not to be to loud.

He looked down at her form and he had to be inside of her now.

He removed his finger and licked them clean of her sweet juices and leaned down to kiss her while he shoved himself into her moist heaven. She moaned at the slight pain when he entered her, he was bigger than she was used to. He thought he would lose it right then and there but kept himself together as he started thrusting wildly into her making the headboard hit the wall. He buried his face into her neck letting out animalistic grunts while she lost all control of her will power to stay quiet and was on the verge of screaming his name.

"oh fuck Daryl ….im coming!"

He started thrusting harder he was gripping her hips for dear life. Her moans as she came was enough to send him over the edge

"Fuck Michonne!"

He kept pumping inside of her he thought there would be nothing left.

They stayed that way for a while until he rolled off of her in fear that his weight would become oppressive.

"that was awesome." He finally said.

Michonne laughed and snuggled next to him

"yes it was, we should do that again." she agreed

"mmhm."

"Like now."

"really?" he asked excitedly

But before could he could climb on top of her she got on top of him and before he knew it he was inside her again and she looked even better on top. And they repeated their action for at least another 10 mins.

Hello again, beauties what did you think? And im srry if the sex scene is not as good as your probably used to but I had the best sex scene on my ipod and my ipod doesn't work anymore which sucks cause it was good but I tried to interpret the scene as best as possible from memory, so I do hope you enjoyed it. Oh and I lied about this being a 2 chapter thing truth is im not sure how long it will but I had to cut this one alil short cause I have to get to bed.

P.S HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!