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Chapter 05:
A Tale of Fighting & A Seductive Time
Things at the campground were more or less settling for it's daily activity regimen right around the later part of the afternoon as everyone was getting the last things done before nightfall and those who already finished were helping the others out on the tasks at hand left to complete. There were children milling about the area, some sticking close to where their families were or sitting over by one of the many campfires among others their own age.
Everybody in the group felt it was best to keep them within seeing and hearing distance especially after the earlier incident when two of the teens had come across a lone walker that had been near the perimeter and could've gotten killed if not for one of the Dixon's taking it out before that happened. It had left many on edge and worried for their ongoing safety, leaving them no other choice but to see that none of the kids wander off by themselves and to always stay within the grounds where it was deemed safe.
Not everyone was pleased by this new set of rules, especially the sheriff's son, Carl Grimes who was stuck sitting by his family tent, bored out of his skull while waiting for his folks to finish whatever it was they were doing in the process. There was absolutely nothing to do and he hates that he was forced to stay put thanks to both his mom and Shane.
Sure, he and Sophia hadn't thought anything would come from their time exploring the woods out in the open until they encountered the undead, if not for Daryl taking care of that thing, they might have been dead or worst bitten. They were fine, shaken a bit though but still mom had decided to put her foot down and this is what he got in the end.
Ugh this was so unfair...He couldn't help thinking to himself while grabbing a long stick to draw in the ground, mostly shapes and doodles to pass the time with. He was sketching out a bunch of stick people, two in particular, one of a small boy and the other was of a taller man holding the other's hand. He was just about finished putting a star on his chest to resemble a sheriff's badge.
Don't get him wrong he was glad his dad was back and that his mom seems to be acting like herself again, well kinda. She had been so mopey the last couple months after dad got hurt but then this happening with the whole zombie coming to life really put things over the top. The news had been scary and while his mom had freaked, she had them leave their house and everything else behind, grabbing only the bare essentials and running to the car to get as far away as possible. Uncle Shane had been on his way over when they came across him and If not for him who managed to help them along the way and finding others who were also in the same boat as them when they crossed the highway and found this spot to make camp, He didn't know where they'd be at.
Shane seem to handle taking charge of everything, giving people tasks to do while also helping Carl's mom out and bringing her around and make her forget the bad things for a bit but sometimes…sometimes there seems to be something weird going on between them that even he started to notice and he heard some adults making comments about it when they thought he wasn't around to listen.
He didn't want to think about it though he remembered some kids at school who talked about how their families split because things happened between the parents, like the mom/dad seeing someone else or running away with them. He knew things were rough between his parents but they always patched things up in the past.
Carl wishes they could go back to the way things were, before his dad got induced into that coma of his. He didn't want to believe that this would be the end of their family, his mom loves dad very much, she wouldn't do anything to hurt him and was sure that Uncle Shane was just trying to be supportive that was all. Yet a small part of him had a nagging suspicion but always tried pushing that part to a back corner of his head, trying to ignore it. He had really been overjoyed when he saw his father showing up with the others and seeing he had made it through the chaos when the Walkers overwhelmed the entire area of their small town.
It was nothing short of a miracle that he managed to get out unscatched while still trying to wrapped his mind about the dead coming to life but he knew dad was made of strong stuff and could handle these new adjustments just like everyone else had.
But still Carl had his own concerns, he didn't dare voice out and couldn't help feeling a bit upset by these dilemmas that cropped out of nowhere. He sighed as he lifts his head to check and see what the others were up to and finding most were finished or still getting stuff done in the process of keeping the camp functioning. It was kinda the same routine every other day, either doing chores or going to the quarry and/or woods. The only people allowed to go with guns or weapons out there were the Dixons because they knew how to hunt and track wild animals and also keep tabs in case any Walkers were wandering the area.
After their close up encounter with that one zombie, they were more vigilant, he wasn't about to argue against it. The fact was it had scared the shit out of him and Sophia and he knew they had nothing to fight against those things and doubts they could outrun it as those things proved unlike the movies they were fast on their feet when hungry and they were always hungry.
It had been a terrifying moment when he saw that rotting corpse of a person gnawing on the deer carcass, using its teeth to break the flesh and munching away at it before seeing it look up with those empty dead eyes that stare from sunken sockets and gray skin. He still felt a shiver go through him every time he looks back on that moment and could understand the many reasons for the safety measures but still his mom seemed to have taken it a bit further and forbid him from going anywhere without approved supervision nearby. He couldn't help but resent her a little bit.
Carl was stuck sitting here like a tied up dog to a post and wasn't allowed to move from this spot which he found to be so humiliating and degrading. Sophia's mom didn't do that, sure his mom felt scared but she didn't have to go and read the riot act in front of everyone.
Another thing that really annoyed him was how she was constantly hovering, he found it was making him out to be a baby and not a teenager which was so embarrassing on his end as he was really proud of how mature he could be. His dad never treated him like a little kid he was thankful for that. Hell these few days he saw more of his dad than the combined amount of time in the last two weeks of being in the presence of his mom. She always told him she had things to do but he never saw her around camp when he was allowed to be free.
It was tough being twelve and having to struggle with these new life changing adjustments all around them. He seen Shane talking to his dad earlier about what went down before they reunited and they were discussing what to do next as they were trying to figure where to head out.
Carl's musing was sharply interrupted when he heard a familiar giggle and turning his head to see it was Sophia laughing at something Miss Harley Black said as the two were hanging out together as of late. Sophia had sprained her ankle but thanks to Harley's medicine and nursing away the tender muscles to relieve tension, she was back on her feet again within no time at all. She wasn't the only one with her as he also noted the four pups hanging around along with their mother who was keeping the bunch together. Remy was lying in between the two human females and obviously it seemed Sophia had no problems being around the she-wolf as he saw her reach out to scratch behind her ear and the beautiful canine leaning into her touch.
He watched the interaction with a bit of longing and envy and wishing he could join them over there. They seem to be having a good time together but his mama refuse to let him anywhere near Miss Black. She didn't seem to like her at all, not one bit even though she seems really nice and heard how she helped Sophia against her dad and even was talking with Carol and helping them out a lot when they needed it.
He thought the reason for her dislike was what happened that night when Harley arrived with the other missing Dixon when his father and the others went to go and retrieve him. He recalled how Shane tried to take control of the situation, showing who was in charge but Harley didn't back down and even when he tried to make a grab at her just as that massive wolf made its appearance she hadn't flinched.
He admits seeing it was scary but was also cool to watch it and then Harley said something before calling her dog off him. Even his dad had admitted that uncle Shane shouldn't have tried to assert things the way he had.
He seen the two older wolves move about freely, whether close to the RV or by Miss Black to go to the woods when she had to gather something. Sometimes it was mostly with the black dog, the one she called Sirius as he remembers and having seen it act and notes that unless you tried anything against his owner or his pack, he was pretty much calm and very mellow like a normal dog would. He even seen the two Dixon brothers come by to pat it on the head or throw a few scraps and bones to him and his canine family when they were too grisley or difficult to chew on.
Carl was watching them for a bit longer before he notes one of the puppies moving away from his siblings and trotting to where he was. It looks a great deal like a German shepherd with the brown-black fur and dark soulful eyes. There was a collar around his neck with a name tag that said he was called 'Prongslet' which he thought was kinda cool.
He saw the puppy was staring and he moving to sit down in front of him, and speaking in a calm voice, "Hey there fella." He held out his hand, letting the puppy sniff it before he moved to lick his palm, making Carl chuckle at the funny feel of his tongue. He always pictured having a dog like that someday even though mom kept saying, 'maybe later' which usually meant 'never' and even though dad thought it would be a good idea he still said it took a lot of responsibility to take care of one.
He wouldn't have minded the work it takes to own one as he'd already did his research on how to take care of one and also saved up his allowance in the event he did get one and would need some stuff to buy for his pet. He knew that dad had promised to discuss it with his mom before his birthday though given the circumstance now, he didn't know whether that day would come ever.
Yet Carl thought that this was almost as close to it even though the pups belonged to someone else and still had their mom and dad to be with but he wasn't about to look a gifted horse in the mouth for this golden opportunity.
"Hey buddy wanna play." The pup's response was to bark, tongue lolling and his tail wagging faster showing that he most definitely wanted to. He took a quick look around, finding his mom wasn't anywhere in sight and neither was Shane before turning back to the pup who was eagerly waiting.
He picked up the discarded stick and held it out for him, seeing the puppy follow it as he waved it back and forth before throwing it out as far as he figured he could go on his tiny legs.
"C'mon go get it boy." He called out, the pup took off for it, running like the devil as it gave chase to where it landed before coming back with his prize, the thing so big that it was dragging in the dirt but Prongslet had no trouble bringing back to Carl. He brought it and laid the stick by his feet, sitting and waiting for Carl to do it again.
The teen couldn't resist as he picked it up and tossing it to the other side, watching Prongslet take off and bring it back to him, doing the same thing over until his arm needed a break and he was sure the pup wanted one as well. His face hurt a bit from smiling this much and his lungs ached from lack of oxygen brought on by some small laughing fits at the pup's awkward tumbles while chasing the stick. He was having a good time and could already feel all his worries wash away with every throw toss and Prongslet fetching it for him.
He squats down and seeing the puppy run right towards him, reaching up to licks his face once it was in range. He didn't mind the smell of his breath or the gross saliva now all over his cheek and chin. Carl was scratching his head and joyfully laughing, "Atta boy! That was totally awesome! Who's a good boy, yeah you bud, yes you are!" He fell on his back with Prongslet on top of him and wasn't aware someone close until their shadow was looming over and then heard their voice from above
"Well now what do we have here." Carl open his eyes to see Harley right there looking down at the two with a slight smirk on her face. He immediately shoo's Prongslet off and made to right himself while trying to think of what to say even though nothing came to mind, "Sorry I should have asked you if it was okay, I mean my dad said I should always do that when it belongs to someone else, but your dog, he came to me and wanted to play and—"
Harley made to interrupt, chuckling at how cute it was to see him getting all flustered and decided to put a stop before he felt even more embarrassed even though she saw nothing wrong with it. "It's okay you're not in any trouble, in fact I think Prongs here was hoping to get your undivided attention."
She had been watching them for quite some time, seeing Carl interact with Prongslet and already had it figured that he was all right and didn't see any harm in letting those two be before coming over to say hello. She could see that there wasn't much to do for the kids while the adults were hard at work to keep this camp up and running.
She remembered when she was that age and how she was always trying to think of something to keep herself preoccupied when she wasn't in life-impending danger or having to deal with her 'family' during summer vacation. She thought the boy was a good kid at heart though bored being here thought at least he wasn't stuck behind a barred window or having a cat flap through a locked door. She tried not to look back on that and turned her focus onto the present once more.
Harley had her hands full right after she finished doing her own gathering from the woods and helping anyone that needed any assistance with their chores. She saw that Dale was trying to patch a leak on the roof of the RV while Carol had needed someone to keep tabs on Sophia while she made to go down to the quarry with Andrea and Amy to catch fish. Even though they tried to decline her offer but both were very much grateful as they found it got a lot done faster and they appreciated all the help they could get. She had Sophia sit near the RV with the wolf pack watching while she held the tarp over the hole that had been laid open and sealing it tight so no more water could get through.
Okay so she might have used a sticking-repairing charm to keep it in place but what they don't know won't hurt them. With that done, she and Sophia went to go check if anybody else needed assistance.
There had been Jim who had been rather reluctant to ask for any assistance given he was the only fully licensed auto mechanic known to camp who knew how to fix their transportation but seeing that she knew a little about engines and could use a spare set of hands to help out and didn't mind getting oil or grease on them. She had no problem with that and did have some spare parts that they got off some of the dispatched vehicles before and going about to check how everyone's automobiles were before calling it a day.
After that was done, she was on her way to the Marauder to change out of her dirty clothes with Sophia tagging along as she wanted to chat with her some more along the way. She had briefly look to the side and noticed Carl was watching them, seeing the obvious expression of longing on his face before sharing a glance over at Remy who also noticed the subtle exchange. The canine had turned to her pups and seeing that Prongslet had decided to take the lead as he went running towards the bored teen. Harley figured that would be fine and then after coming back out to see the two were having a blast and decided to make herself known to him. She had decided that he was good in her book and had something in mind to keep them all preoccupied for the better part of the day.
"Hey, you want to come join us over there, we're going to be playing a game of cards, care to come with?" She had asked Sophia to go and invite over the kids around camp to join them to where that old tree stump was, finding that it was within seeing range and sure the adults wouldn't mind them as they had a bit of fun with her.
She had few mementos she kept from Hogwarts along with her gobstones and Ron's old chessboard but there was still the issue of them being magical and wouldn't even know how to explain that to the kids. Sure, she could say they were battery operated or had magnets but still it would be difficult to pull the wool over their eyes if they tried to look into it further…
Yet she came up with a reasonable solution and made a copied version of her Exploding snaps deck without the necessary magic in them and planned on using that to keep them entertained yet added a glamour to make the cards look almost holographic just because it would make it look cool. Kids did seem to enjoy those a lot as she'd witnessed before and was sure this would also be good for them.
She could tell Carl was definitely piqued by this offer but also showed some concern as his parents taught him to never go off with people unless they knew them well. His mom wasn't back yet from god knows where and dad was with the others gathering things for dinner.
Harley decided to help the boy relax his fears by reaching out to place her hand on his shoulder, making him look up to her once more. "Don't worry we're not going that far, we'll still be in sight of everybody here and I promise not to let any harm come to you, pinkie swear." She held hers up to valid her point and the boy seem to accept that as he link hers and shook.
"Okay c'mon then, I'll explain the rules to you on how the game works though I'm sure you'd play something similar to it I imagine you Yank do it here." She tried to speak in a Cockney accent and saw it got the reaction she was hoping for as the boy laughs and seeing that help to ease his worries.
As she told him, they were close as it was by another campfire that had been doused a few days ago. Carl went to go sit by where Sophia was along with the other kids who were already waiting for them Harley sat down on the stump while the children made to get settled and saw her reach in her pocket and pull a small deck she had on her.
She shuffled them before handing each a card until everyone had a full hand. She gave them time to look at what they had, seeing the children eying the interesting creature/characters that were shown on theirs before she told them how the game was played.
The rules were simple and didn't have to be repeated as they got started and soon everyone fell into it. They played at least a few rounds, Harley winning the first but then letting the others get the chance as they really got into the game and inwardly chuckled by hearing the kids say how cool the holograms were when they laid them out for the others to see.
Harley was very much pleased by this ongoing interaction and just to show she was a good sport, she brought along some treats and hands the kids a small chunk of Honeyduke chocolate. She watch them gobble it down before anyone could notice, smiling as they savor the tasty morsel with joy and noting that it's been a long while since they had anything this good before in quite some time. The look on Sophia's and Carl's face showed they were enjoying the sweet and thanking Harley for it.
She presses her finger to her lips and gives them a sly wink, "Wouldn't want your moms to say I'm ruining your appetite by giving you too many sweets." Or have Lori bitching that she wasn't sharing her food with the others. She knew that people tended to get desperate if one seems to be hoarding but Harley preferred to think of it as a means of keeping the supplies from getting overtaken or people trying to go to desperate measures as one does when fearing the worst.
They kept going until the other kids had to go back to where their folks were, thanking Harley for letting them play and for the sweets before it was just her with Carl and Sophia.
Some of the adults had looked over to where they were as they played and noted how the kids were having a good time and knowing no one mind the least as they were enjoying themselves they hadn't interrupted happy with the woman for giving the kids a bit of fun they hadn't had in a while.
After dealing the last hand and putting the cards away, she notes it was still an hour or so before supper and sure they weren't going to be doing much in that time other than sit around doing nothing. An idea popped in her head and then turning to the two teens before saying, "Hey want me to teach you two something very interesting."
"What is it?" Harley saw the two's initial reaction seeing Sophia was on board as she loved to listen to what she had to say when she had a question about something and turn to her for advice. Carl on the other hand didn't seem so thrill at the idea of 'learning' but then again she had something else in mind that would change his mind on the matter.
"Well I'm going to show you some very cool and fascinating symbols that are from the Viking times which is the Rune Alphabet." She said enthusiastically. Now that did the trick as boys usually love nothing more than to find something to do with sword fighting and adventures like pirates or vikings.
She picked up a small stick and using it to draw what look like a "f " that had it angle upward and then turning to them, "This is Fehu, 'cattle' which means Wealth." Then doing the next one that look like a downhill slope, "Uruz 'aurochs' the strength of will."
Now they were paying full attention as Harley kept carving the images in the dirt and explaining their meanings to them. She saw Sophia was repeating the words out loud and trying to memorize them herself. She thought how Hermione would've been so proud to see someone as keen to learn the ways of the ancient Runes.
"…And this is Dagaz, 'Day' which is for hope and happiness and is the rune for Transformation, like metamorphosis or change." She had gotten through the entire set and seeing that the two were so engrossed in the lesson before Sophia turns to her.
"What about that one?" Harley looks to see what she was referring to and notes it was her chest she was pointing at, "Oh this, this is entirely something else though the icon is very symbolic where I'm from and had this for a while now."
Well that wasn't entirely true, it showed up about after she 'came back' from the other side to kick Voldemort's ass down for good. According to Death as they met face to um skull (No Dumbledore which was a shame as she had a few choice things she like to say/do to him for all the shit he put her through over the last seventeen years), it was his mark on her as she gathered all three of his prized possession, letting it be known she was the keeper of the Hallows.
Yet since no other magical in the vicinity were here, they probably assume was another tattoo or self made scar on her person. No one else but her and her descendants would bear this symbol, that is if she had any in the somewhat far off future. Yeah, just my typical luck. Trading one scar for another that is so fine and dandy…yippe…
"Does it mean something?" Harley was brought back from her own thoughts and looks at the two, she could tell Sophia was definitely the most curious and thinking what the hell it wasn't like they would believe it if the stories were true or not.
"It sorta does actually. The symbol is a representation and is a unique design because it's made of three different sorts that merge into this one. Here I'll show you…"
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The sun was nearly gone with just a bit of pale orange-red left in the sky before Daryl and Merle returned from their hunt. They had gotten lucky today, finding a deer, thankfully not chewed on by any walkers, a few squirrels and a couple raccoons that they managed to trap.
All in all it was a good haul and were carrying their load back to camp. Merle had gone on ahead with the deer but Daryl wasn't that far behind but then he turn his head and saw Harley not too far away sitting with the two kids, the sheriff's and Carol's. They seem to be in the midst of talking over something and curious to know what as he walked over and hearing her finish explaining to them, "…And that is the cloak which makes up the symbol for it."
"Really I don't get it." Carl said as he looked to the drawing then to her again as he tried to make sense what it was even though he got some but not the entire pie.
"Well theoretically this was based on an old legend that a friend of mine told me about. A few had made some speculations on whether these were based on true facts or if it was just a local myth."
"Like Bigfoot or the Loch ness monster right?" One of the kids asked, Harley shrugged given that there were similar magical creatures that had been referred to by muggles as such. "Yes or why the pyramids were built the way they were and people aren't sure how they could do that in the past or whether there were sub extraterrestrial that do exist out there. Everyone has come up with these theories and I like to think that a little mystery is good for the soul and getting to find out about whether they're real or not is all part of the great adventure."
Luna used to say that to her as she talked about her excursions with her father when looking for her mysterious and unfamiliar creatures during their summer vacation. Even though the expeditions always came up empty, it never left the wispy blonde feeling down about the results as she always saw the brighter things to everything else and Harley was glad to see someone that never ceased to feel so hopeful and optimistic, be dragged down by the harsh reality life could take on like she and a few others had been prone to do.
Yeah if only the kids knew how much there was out there in the world, though the laws around the magicals had kept a tight lid for some time, she was not entirely sure whether it had now become moot at this point or if people were still keeping it hush hush to themselves.
The kids were not the only one gripped with wistful thoughts brought on by her speech as Daryl was rather intrigued by her words. He admits the way she spoke about things was amazing and then turns his eyes to the symbol in the dirt, the very thing they had been discussing and saw it was of a triangle with a circle and a straight line through it.
He didn't recognize it and didn't look like any religious icon he ever heard of before or seen and had to ask out of sheer curiosity, "Hey what's all this now?"
The three immediately turn to see him standing right behind Harley and immediately Sophia piped up as she couldn't help herself, "Harley was showing us these cool ancient drawings that were from the Vikings era and was also going to tell us a story!"
Harley almost had whiplash with all the twisting and turning of her head as she look to the two teens. She saw that Sophia was eager to hear more on this fascinating subject as well as Carl who was also on the same page as she was. The witch could tell she had been outfoxed by these two and was mentally shaking her head while imaging some of her former colleagues probably getting a good laugh out of this from wherever they were watching from.
"Fine I suppose I'll tell you, but only after we eat okay? It's almost time for supper and I'm sure your moms are probably looking for the both of you right now, so best go see them and we'll talk later." She saw the disappointed look on their faces but then had it perked up at the promise she would tell them when dinner was finished. They watched the two run off, leaving Harley shaking her head and then turning to Daryl right beside her who was also rather amused by this and wanted to ask what happen.
"So…dare I ask what this is about?" Harley shrugged as she went to use the stick to wipe the images away. "Like I said it's based on an old legend told back home and the kids were kinda bored so I thought to show them something cool plus I think Sophia was interested in learning what the symbols are."
"Well that's fine but I didn't expect you be into teaching since you said you weren't into that sort of thing." he questions hoping to learn more about her.
Harley cocks her head slightly and gave him a smirk worthy of a marauder, "Um no, I meant that I was unsure what I wanted to do as a career since I was leaning towards being a doctor or nurse if you catch my drift. But I wanted to make my own decision instead of having everyone's expectation on the matter of following either my parent's footsteps into whatever field they had gone for. Though now that I think about it, I probably would make a pretty damn good teach if the nursing gig didn't work out for me." She giggles a bit and smirks at her companion.
Now it was his turn to grin at her, "Hmm I'll bet, I mean you'd probably be the most well-liked by all the boys in class and having them bring you those shiny red apples and begging to stay after school so they can be around you." The way he said it in that Southern drawl accent of his and Harley swore she felt a bit of a shiver at when he spoke those word out loud to her.
By Merlin's beard and Morgana's tits, she was starting to feel slightly lightheaded by being so close to him. With his rugged good looks and that boyish charm, she would be willing to bet it got him into a lot of girl's panties using that silver-tongued of his to make them into sheer putty in his hands.
She never put much thought into what preferences she likes in a guy though imaging one who wasn't a total pompous dickhead who was only after her for her money and title. Aka not a male gold digger was an important one when that mattered in the world. But as he was stepping forward, gently backing her up against a tree, she could imagine what one of those girls he pursued might have felt right then and there.
The heat that was enclosing them in their own cocoon of privacy, created by being so close to one another. She was feeling it escape out of his muscular form as he almost pressed himself completely against her was simply intoxicating. She'd seen how limber he could be, not to mention how much power he held tightly controlled, as both his arms lined up, bracing himself against the tree at her back , caging her delicately and forcing her to look up to watch his face as it leaned forward.
Oh merlin preserve us! She was trying her hardest not to blush but feeling the blood coursing through out her entire body, pumping in all the specific areas and sure some was trying to run right to her cheeks. As she looks to him, seeing the way that short chestnut brown strand of rebellious hair fell on his forehead and locking gaze into those eyes and finding them to be like Honeyduke chocolate that probably wouldn't melt under the hottest sun and that mouth that likes to spew whatever slur or curses yet imagines having it pressed against hers and—
No bad Harl, bad Harley, no thinking that MERLIN GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF! But seeing that he was watching her and seemed to know how much she was struggling with herself as he got some kind of reaction out of her. Standing there with that shit-eating grin of his.
Harley inwardly growl as she realize what he did, feeling the inner beast also stewing but keeping a tight leash on her control. Oh she would get back at him, oh she would as she was not the daughter and godchild of the Marauders for nothing. Two can play this game!
"Hmm would you like to be in my class Mr. Dixon? I bet you'd try to get into all sorts of trouble, just to get into detention with little ole' me?" She said this in a flirtatious tone, now that she knew what his angle was she could give it back just as good. Daryl couldn't resist chuckling as they left the comfort of the tree and walk together side by side, trying to outdo the other there knowing it was just for fun to see which could make the other falter.
He ran a hand through his hair, messing the short sweaty locks and had them spiking out at different angles and seeing Harley watching him as he did. He admits he did find it amusing how she continued to play this little game of theirs, seeing as she was getting close to being flustered and though he wanted to take it slow he couldn't resist the temptation she offered so readily as he didn't know whether she would bite back with another sexual lip trying to outdo his.
It was all fun and games really as all this morbid wallowing was a real letdown on morale and they needed a fun outlet from all this. Harley here seem the type who wouldn't mind and gauging her reaction during that moment was well worth it to him, it wasn't too bad that he could feel an interest from her with her reactions. He assumed she could see the same coming off him.
"Well the thought has sorta crossed my mind Miss Black. After all I am considered the baddest boy in all of Georgia this side of county, so what do you think you can do to me that no one has?" He said in a low husky tone, knowing the ladies liked it when he used to talk like this in bars looking for a lady friend.
It was rather amusing the way they went at it, trying to see which one would come out blushing first but Harley wasn't one to bite back on the sexual innuendos as she moved to stand as close she could, her bare arm brushing against him, feeling the thick cord of muscle running in his bicep and thinking he really knew how to pack them guns so well. She pressed her chest lightly against his arm, accentuating her breasts.
She been around enough boys and men alike, the ones in Britain had nothing compared to him as they only used wands to do anything and did not take into account getting active and instead let it all go to flab as they got older and gaining a gut around the middle. It really wasn't her cup of tea for attractiveness no sir. Though Hogwarts didn't help the matter in trying to prevent it either as the food they served was heavy with lot of fatty and greasy things and even she had difficult finishing it and tried to go light for most meals.
She had always been considered skinny as her aunt barely gave her food other than what was merely scraps and then having to burn the calories after her cousin and his friends decided to play Harry Hunting and had to run like hell to get as far from those jackasses.
But unlike those pricks in the UK, none have gotten this kind of reaction out of her before like Daryl here seemed to do effortlessly. She might have come off a little strong right there with him but dealing with someone who seemed to understand that she wasn't some wallflower ready to wilt at the slightest sign of a pickup line or god forbid a sexual innuendo. She can't resist teasing the younger Dixon in return, and testing him by giving tic for tac tenfolds.
Harley slides her hand forward, fingers undoing the first couple buttons on his flannel shirt, revealing more hard toned skin for her eyes alone. She moved forward a bit placing her body against his, her ample breasts pressing into his bare naked chest and whispers softly in his ear, "Well Mister Dixon, answer me this one question: What gets you hotter, me bent over the desk with my skirt up and ass cheeks showing with no panties underneath, or having myself smacking you for being so naughty and having to punish you for it? If you answer correctly I'll reward you with some extra credit that I promise to be worth your while."
She inches her lips up to nip at the bottom of his earlobe and felt his immediately shudder, feeling bolded she pressed her whole front against his and couldn't help but push her hips against him for some friction. She could feel both of their mounting desire in the air and let herself go for a moment by grinding her womanhood hard a few times against his rising erection before coming back to her senses and the little game they were playing and pulled away. She saw she got him all worked up and knew she won this round. Both were slightly panting still feeling the smoldering desire they had conjured while teasing the other.
She was smiling like a very pleased cat who caught the canary and swallowed it whole. "You know Daryl, out of everyone here, you're the only other person I found myself taking a liking to, beside Mer whose okay for the most part, though I've got to say you come out on top. Maybe we can continue this another time, that raccoon-deer stew isn't going to cook itself you know?"
She laughed and then moved to head for her RV while Daryl was left standing with cheeks beet red and heart racing like a jackrabbit but made to take the meat to get it skinned and cooked, finding Merle heading this way and wondering what was taking his damn ass so long to get there.
"What's wrong with you, your face all red like a goddamn fire engine that even I can see from all the way from here. You got the heat or something?"
"Oh, nothing Mer, just having a friendly chat you know about certain things here and there." Merle eyed him before looking to where the Marauder was parked, seeing the light come on and saw the shadowy silhouette of Harley behind the curtain.
He turned to look back at him seeing he also took notice of it himself and putting two and two together as he guessed what must've happened.
"Uh huh right…." Merle went to pat his shoulder, bringing him back to the present, "Listen Daryl, just remember to keep a shirt on if you're planning to go and bump uglies as we don't want some little bastards with their umbie cords running around here. Just keep in mind, no glove no love trust big brother on this."
He didn't have to see Daryl open his mouth and sputtering out his denial on such though finding it rather amusing his baby brother could get wound up by such a sexy little thing, to be able to make him get all hot and bothered was very interesting. Him on the other hand would have been all over her, throw a bit of wordplay here and there and be sure to rile her up full of desire like a bitch in heat all within a heartbeat and make her frothing at the loins.
Now he ain't the possessive kind of guy but if he sees something he want, then he's likely to go after her before anyone else has the chance. The likely competition would be Daryl as he doubt Officer Friendly would do anything as he was married, his deputy a bit of a jackass on the other hand is another story. Already aware that he's sniffing someone else's taken pussy and the others here were all too chickenshit to do anything.
Course he wasn't calling Dibs persay, even though he saw her first and wanted to tap that fine ass himself. But still his little bro could use some fine company as well as a good puss fucking during these rough times and didn't mind taking sloppy seconds as long as Daryl was offering to share.
He was shaking and laughing to himself while Daryl was turning to throw his middle finger at his back and telling him to get bent. Merle just kept on walking while thinking that Harley sure knew how to get under their skin and make their balls blue from unexplored sexual desire.
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Dinner around the campfire was a somber affair but even subdued by the mood most kept their guns or crossbows near in case something should arise as everyone was on guard and had to be extra careful at night. Walkers had a tendency to be active and mostly silent when it was sundown though it didn't matter cause they didn't need no sleep while those of the living variety sure did which was why they each took shifts to be safe than sorry.
The stew was very filling given that the raccoon, squirrel and deer meat was fresh with some chewy grisly bits included but the added flavor of canned potatoes and vegetables courtesy of Harley along with some spices and herbs she had preserved in her storage and added it in to give it extra texture and density to feed the majority and leave enough for seconds all round.
Even if Lori was rather reluctant to admit it did make the stew more appealing though wasn't going to say it to her face and not that Harley expect any compliments coming from her at least.
The only ones who did show some gratitude had been Andrea and Amy who were on kitchen duty and thanked her for the helping hand as they didn't have much to go by other than what they had and one can only go by having the same thing over before it starts to get rather bland on the taste buds.
"It's the least I can do, I kinda know some things about plants and wildlife though these ones are not as different back in the UK." Also, it was good idea to add a bit of nutrition thanks to a couple eye drops of her potions to help them keep going. It was sort of a risk on her part but survival was more important as everyone needed to be at their full capacity and even had to make sure they had enough stamina to get by in case something were to happen.
The conversation then became a bit droll as no one made much talk and then when it came to clean up, Carl remembered that she promised to tell the story and said this after the dishes had been washed and set to dry out.
Now this caught everyone's attention and Rick turns to Harley asking, "What story is this?" He had seen his son earlier that afternoon and noted that the other kids had been enjoying themselves around Miss Black and admits she did seem more at ease around the children and no one had made any complaints so far that he heard.
Though he had been noticing that Shane was looking in her direction often with a scowl before going back to his own business. Something bugged him about his deputy though he was probably still miff over the 'Sirius' incident and knew he didn't like being shown off. Yet lately, he wondered if there was something more going on and tried to tell Lori who also seems to be acting a bit strange even though she told him it was because Shane was trying to make sure that everyone was safe and was a hard position to be in.
Harley had her wolves sitting not too far away though keeping their distance knowing some didn't feel as comfortable as a few were still getting used to them. But the fact that Carl and Sophia went over to give them some leftover and also petting them before running back to join their families safely did help the matter.
Two of the pups had followed them back and the kids turned to Harley, asking her if it was okay and she said it was fine. Sophia went to pick up Tonks and brings her towards her mother as Carol was waiting for her and reaching out stroke the small pup while Carl sat on the floor with Prongslet in his lap much to Lori's chagrin but said nothing on it.
Rick was watching his son and silently thanks Harley for letting him have this moment as he witness Carl holding the dog and seeing them get along so well. He admitted that he was concerned before with her, since the first time they met had been a bit rocky and yet he was seeing with his own eyes and noticing she wasn't as bad as he originally thought.
Harley found that as soon as the kids had settle themselves and eager for her to get on with it as was everyone else that wanted to hear the story as well.
"Well it goes like this…" She thought back to how Hermione told it and reciting it as best she could though tweaked it in some parts just for certain secrecy purpose:
"There were once Three Brothers who were traveling along a lonely, winding road at twilight. These brothers were special in their own way but they were about to find themselves encountering something that they never would have expected in their given lives.
They had journeyed endlessly until the Brothers reached a river too treacherous to cross as many have tried and failed and none were too successful to escape its murky waters. But being clever and smart about how to get around this slight dilemma, the Three Brothers simply found the means and made a bridge of large rocks to get to the other side safely without slipping in.
But before they could take the very first step, they found their path blocked by a mysterious hooded figure, cloaked all in black and shroud in darkness.
It was DEATH and was none too pleased by what they had done.
He felt cheated because travelers would normally drown and accept their fate but they had defiled his own plan for their souls. But you see, Death was cunning and knew the means on how to get what he wanted and had a plan.
He pretended to congratulate the trio and said that each had earned a prize for having been clever enough to evade him, promising to grant them whatever they wanted that was within his power to grant.
The First Brother, boastful and arrogant asked to be victorious whether in battle or in a duel and be undefeated. So, Death fashioned him a unique weapon, made from the very branch of an elder tree and infuse his own essence to give it that sort of edge needed to take down one's opponents.
The Second Brother who wanted to humiliate Death even further asked for the power to recall loved ones from the grave. So, Death had plucked a stone by the river and doing what he done for the first before offering it to him, telling him how it would work and assure him he would be able to do so.
Finally, Death turned to the final Brother and ask what he desired most. He unlike his siblings was humble and also very wary of how the entity was trying to entrap them through such trickery. So he asked for something that would allow him to go forth from that place without being followed by anyone, even Death.
And so, the entity reluctantly handed over a piece of his own Cloak that allowed one to go unseen by anyone. With their business done, Death took leave, only he would be nearby waiting for when it was time to get what was rightfully his. With their business done, the three crossed the bridge and split up heading in different directions.
The First Brother traveled to a distant village, where he killed a man with whom he had once quarreled and took him down with one fatal blow. Drunk with the glorious power that Death had granted him, he bragged of his invincibility to anyone who'd listen while showing off his weapon for anyone to see, proclaiming it to be the key to his greatness. But that night, another who wanted that same ability went and snuck into his room, stole it and slit the Brother's throat for good measure without him being aware of what happened. And so, Death took the First Brother for his own.
The Second Brother journeyed back to his hometown, where he took the stone and turned it three times in his hand just as Death had said and called out for the one he wished to come back. To his everlasting delight, the girl he'd once hoped to marry before her untimely demise by a cruel fate, appeared before him and looking just as she did when alive.
Unfortunately, he did not realize that even with that sort of power, her soul had left those mortal plane behind and could not return to what she once was as her body was cold in the ground and been separated too long from the realm of the living to rejoin him. Yet, soon she turned sad and cold and driven mad with hopeless longing and grief over how this came to be, the Second Brother killed himself so as to join her in the end. And so, Death took the second brother for his own...
He was now looking for the last one on his list. Yet Death searched for many, many years but was never able to find him as the brother kept the cloak on at all times. Only when he attained a great age where he became old and weary, did the youngest shed the Cloak and gave it to his Son who would pass onto his descendants as a family heirloom.
He then welcomed and greeted Death as an old friend and went with him gladly, departing this life as equals to the next world and beyond. And Death took the last brother for his own...
And that is the story of the Brothers and the Deathly Hallows.
She had been so engrossed with her storytelling, she had not realized that everyone had gone quiet as no one uttered so much as a peep and found that they were all rather speechless when she finished. She had the good decency to blush as she didn't imagine she'd gain this kind of reaction from them but saw that they weren't at all bothered as they had wanted to hear the story for themselves.
Rick was beside Carl and saw his son looking towards Harley with sheer awe and listening to her words before saying something. "So, Death was really okay with him, I mean he wasn't mad for what the final brother did all that time." He'd imagine he would've in his position as the other two were easy to take care of while the third took a long time to catch up.
"No because Death is patient, He will always be there when it is your time. The youngest brother knew his life belonged to Death and it would eventually come for him. In the end he lived a long and very prosperous unlike his brothers that had sought to gain powers beyond their means for their own purpose and abused the power that was given to them. It's easy to fall for such temptation and yet it is also a burden one must understand that with great power comes great responsibility. If one is not careful, that which we believe can be controlled can corrupt one who doesn't understand the very nature of its full capacity or have the means to handle such a tremendous burden."
It was true as she seen what it did to people when they grew obsessive over ultimate power and the whole idea of eternal life without understanding the higher consequences that came with it. Tom who went to change his name to mean 'Flight of Death' showed he was afraid of the inedible like any normal mortal person but going the length he did to achieve immortality and becoming a monster that wrecked terror and havoc on the masses in the magical world.
The price was a steep one and she would never wish it on anyone to go to that which is why she saw that every piece of knowledge about the Horcrux were destroyed as her first order by Death, refusing to let anymore life's suffer if this had to fall into anyone else's hands. She saw no problem at that thought, gathering every tome, every parchment, every memory from those who had thought of it, it was tiresome but she did what had to be done and saw to burn them until they were nothing but ashes scattered to the winds.
"It is a never ending cycle of how it begins and ends and Death is a normal part of life as we all go when it's our time. We all have one life so we live to the best of our expectation and try to live it at the fullest no matter what." She saw a lot of people were in full agreement, understanding what she meant by those words given how things had changed now but knew that everything's comes and goes as life was ever fleeting in the moment and one should embrace it for as long as they could in these dark times.
"I'm kinda feel sorry for the second one though, I mean it did seem sad for what happen because he couldn't move on." Sophia mutters thinking how he must've been hurting over his loss and yet couldn't be with her. Harley look to her sadly and seeing a few were mulling over theirs, whether before or after this mess occurred and not sure which was worst though likely leaning towards the latter in some cases.
"Yes, it was and even though we would all like to have our own love ones with us, they are in a better place and one day we'll join them wherever they may be. But also, you should know that they're never truly gone as long as you keep them in your heart and remember them always."
She lifts her head to see Rick, Carol, Dale, Jim and a few other adults smile solemnly thinking that was a good way to explain to the children and others also looking to this as a reminder and not let this get to them.
"You said that the first had a sort of weapon, do you think it exists?" Harley lifts her head and looks to where the Dixon brothers were and saw it was Merle who spoke.
Harley shrugged, "Some would say yes, others tend to think it's just a mere child's tale, like King Arthur and the holy grail or Excalibur, although few back home like to believe anything is possible."
"That's not what I asked, I said do you believe it exists?" She could see his eyes were on her and although she would like to say something, thankfully she was saved whether intentionally or not by Lori who could not sit quiet any longer and had to make her voice heard.
"That's a terrible thing to go speaking about, just what kind of twisted story are you thinking to tell these kids?!" The auburn haired woman shrieked in anger and glaring over at the other woman sitting across from her.
"Hey, calm down honey, it's nothing to fret about, it was just a fairy tale after all." Rick said trying to defuse the situation but Lori was not one to stop when she got into this mood. Also she was raising her voice which even saw a few start to get on edge as the more she yelled, the more likely those who could hear it would come at them.
"No what kind of person goes around talking about death and killing and suicide, that's just plain wrong and they're too young to better understand." Lori yelled, face red and hands clenched in outrage.
Harley had the urge to reach up and rub her forehead, feeling the incoming of a headache thanks to her. She swore Lori just loves to nitpicked at everything she does whether it was for good reason or not.
"Too young, or are you too afraid thinking they can't handle a lesson in morality or better yet grasp that things will be tough on them as well. They're not babies to be coddle forever Lori. They've already seen what's been happening lately and sooner or later they will need to take a stand to survive just like we do here." Harley said getting up and speaking as calmly as she could seeing that the woman was just trying to wind her up.
She wouldn't stoop to her level, she was better than this insecure and jealous wannabe Queen Bee. She saw how Lori wouldn't do much in chores, often lifting her nose in affront when others would ask for her help. She seemed to believe herself to be of a higher stature and everyone was beneath her and treated them like house elves to be ordered around. Harley had seen how she treated the other women at camp and she couldn't say she was that thoroughly impressed.
If she didn't know better, she would believe she was seeing the female version of Lucius Malfoy without the blond hair and silver cane. She was not going to lose her cool just because this woman had to be a bitch with a stick up her ass.
"Look I'm not trying to scare them, I was simply explaining to them the matter of what it was like to have the choice to be holding power and how sometimes our own mortality can affect us and learn to be wise on how you confront them because they understand it part of the natural order."
She looks to the group as a whole and then saying once more being clear and concise as she tried to settle things before they go out of control. "Everyone has at least heard of the Brothers Grimm, Charles Perrault, Giambattista Basile or something as similar to that degree."
She turn back to Lori and again taking her time to try to make her see reason, "You must've read their stories and knowing that unlike Disney, those tales do not always have a clean-cut edition as they help give the children better morals on certain thing and yes that includes Death as well."
But instead of being rational or seeing sense, the woman had to shoot her mouth without any thought as to what she would say. "How dare you talk to me like that, just who do you think you are to tell me what to react! Your parents must've not given you enough discipline or you weren't even worth their time considering how you turn out to be. If I had been your mother, I wouldn't let you talk back to me this way, but then again I don't think yours gave a damn in raising you and look how you turned out!"
That was the wrong thing to say and Harley could feel the anger and her magic crackling like wildfire inside, burning red hot and rising to the surface as she looked at Lori who stood there watching her. How dare she! To hell with being calm, that she had the sheer audacity to insult her mom was a grave mistake.
Everyone saw the high rising tension happening and felt a sudden cold breeze that seem to come out of nowhere and then the fire sort of swelled up in height before returning to normal. No one paid any notice to that though if any had they'd guess it was a log that cracked and expelled more heat but everyone's focus was on Harley and wondering what she'd do.
She had her hands fisted at her side and was looking directly at Lori, who found herself backing away as she saw her eyes seem to become pitch black, she thought she was seeing things when darkness seems to surround the woman, feeling a strong disturbance coming off the other woman who was struggling to maintain her beastly side that wanted to lash out and tear her to tiny pieces. Oh she wanted to hurt her so badly but she refused to let it take over as she was the one in control.
"Never SPEAK or say that about my mother because she was, no still is more than you could ever hope to be. You better listen to this part: I will NEVER let you talk that way about her ever."
She paused huffing in rage, feeling the anger ebbing away ever so slowly as she took back the reins, "I wish she had been there to share those things but you know what, she's dead! She and my father were both murdered by some deranged psycho that tried to kill me as a baby. She died protecting me from that monster because she knew that she could never live with herself for it!" She took a deep breath and continued without leaving a chance for anyone to interrupt.
"SO I'm sorry if I never got the perfect family who told me good bedtime stories like others would, excuse me for coming off as crude and uncouth as we all can't be picture perfect little Barbies though I'd rather be me than to go around pretending I'm something I'm not!" She then went to turn her back on her, ignoring everyone as she went to head straight for the woods, not bothered that no one was stopping her after what just happen. She needed to get as far away before she does something that she'll come to regret.
Sirius who had been watching their interaction from his place, took off after her but not without snarling in Lori's direction while Remy took the cubs back to the RV, Tonks and Prongslet following after them.
The others around the campfire were in sheer shock while a few shot a dirty look at Lori who had gone a right pale and even Carol had to say in a tight voice full of disappointment, "You know I may not think it's a children's tale but even I would never go and stoop to such length to say that about anyone's folks and that was a bridge too far, even for you."
A lot of the other women in camp were thinking the same as they could understand that to make such comment and hearing that Harley's family had been killed was enough to drive away the good mood that was at camp. Everyone made to head back to their own tents and passing by the woman still in stupor, even as she turned to her husband who looked as upset as the others, she stayed silent.
"Lori hon I know sometimes you like to get ahead of yourself but that was kinda a bit too harsh." She didn't get the chance to speak as Rick and Carl left with disapproval in their faces clear for anyone to see and then eventually she went to go join them though her mind had been processing what was said to her face.
Merle turns to his brother who also seem to be reeling by this new bit of information as they had only heard that the parents were dead but not by how. As much as they would've loved to go after her, yet after imagining the mood Harley was in and they doubt she'd want to any company at this time.
"Talk about a way to ruin the mood there…" Merle sighed, rubbing his face with his hands, looking at his younger brother he could just read the others expression Ya think. The darker haired male just stood there not saying anything.
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It was half past eleven as everyone gone to tuck in while the first watch was on lookout. Merle and Daryl had the second shift after them though as Merle was snoring loudly. He didn't look to be having any trouble sleeping, it was Daryl who was wide awake and unable to get some shut eye.
His mind was reeling back to what happened at the campfire and thinking of all the stupidest thing that woman done, Lori sure bit the big one.
He admits that the woman tends to put her own foot in her mouth as she seem to like to think she was second next to the Deputy before her husband came back and yet she had to act so high and mighty because Harley just showed up and ruins her ideal image of how things should be run.
Harley wasn't trying to stir the pot, she had done nothing to earn her irk and yet Lori had been nothing but cold towards Harley for two freaking days. It made no sense honestly and he couldn't quite put his finger on what crawled up her ass to make her hate Harley so much.
He sighed and had a feeling that he wasn't going to get any sleep but also felt some pressure down below and had to go drain the snake.
He took his crossbow and extra arrows, walking outside the tent and heading to a spot to do his business though not wanting any kid to come by and see his junk as last thing he wants is to scar them and have their moms giving him shit thinking he was being some kind of—
But his train of thought came short as he heard something. The noise seems to be faint but having a keen sense of hearing, he figured out that it wasn't that far out.
Singing, someone was out here singing, "Now who in the hell in their right mind is going at this hour?" Some moron probably too stupid to consider but then why did it sound familiar to him.
Daryl knew the noise would draw out any Walkers within the vicinity but he couldn't help it as the melody was rather alluring and the words did hit in certain places that he and the others could relate to.
He heard every country song on the radio but this one was different and whoever was singing sure had a voice that could make angels weeps. He found it was pretty close but there was another sound that got his attention as it sound like water splashing and was just around the corner.
Done a lot of things that I'm not so proud of
Took a lot of turns that turned out wrong
That's a worn out song…
Day by day moment by moment
Taking my chances trusting my heart
It wasn't too smart
Lone`ly and lost as I could be
Know`ing it's up to me—
He pushed the branches aside to get a better look and seeing that it was Harley with her back to him, her hair smooth back from her forehead and trailing down behind her like a dark curtain. Her body was slick with water from the waist down and he saw a tiny droplet sliding down from her collar and towards her left nipple, dangling precautious for a moment before it fell, causing a ripple to form as she shifted a bit and gave him a peripheral view of her voluptuous form at another angle.
Jesus Christ Almighty...Daryl was speechless though he really couldn't find anything to say as his brain seem to have flatlined but still processing what he was seeing at that very moment. She was taking her sweet ass time it seems getting all wet while he stood there like some Peeping Tom and he knew he should turn and leave her to her business. If she catches him here, he was a dead man!
But his body seems unable to comply with his brains demand. He was frozen in place and felt heat rushing down South to his groin as he watched her and knew it was wrong of him but he couldn't turn away. Harley had ducked her head and reemerged, pushing her wet tresses before turning her head slightly in his direction, her green eyes seem to be shining bright with mirth.
"Well now are you going to stand there all day or come join me?"
He couldn't say anything, his tongue felt like it had swollen with lead in the last couple minutes and knew if he could, he's was sure it wasn't going to be anything intelligent as his brain felt like mush right there. It was so tempting and even as he knew that it was wrong to consider indulging in the moment.
But Harley was waving her hand, beckoning him over and smiling that Cheshire grin of hers, "C'mon Dar, don't tell me you never skinny dip with a pretty girl before?"
Oh, he had before, loads of time some chicks had rather liked what they saw when they got a good look at him without his trousers on. Hell, he lost his virginity when he took a girl near a creek that was by their area and remembered how she liked it getting down and dirty right in the open just like now. He knew this was crazy, that there was no way they should be doing this but damn if he couldn't help himself. He was a healthy red blooded male in his prime!
Since no one was around and there didn't seem to be any Walkers that were in the area and he thought fuck it! He was removing his shirt and pulling it over his head but as he tossed it to the side he was shocked that Harley was there in front of him.
How did she move so fast, he didn't even hear her get out of the water! "Harley how-" She moved to place her finger to his lips, shushing him before drawing it away. Her cat-like green eyes were illuminating in the faint moonlight and feeling so powerless under that alluring gaze of hers.
"You were taking your sweet time so I thought I'd lend you a hand." She had him pushed up against the tree he had been standing near, the bark pressing into his back and before he could say anything else, then her mouth was over his, kissing him with sheer need and tasting of a unique sweetness he wasn't sure he could describe other than something like hot cinnamon with the bitter sweetness of lust and desire all rolled into one...
She was slipping her tongue inside, swirls it around his and not one to be outdone Daryl moves to tangle his and fight for sheer dominance of the kiss, yet the two found they didn't want to stop while he reaches to stroke her hair and having his other hand caressing her spine until he moved it to rest over her left cheek and gave it a squeeze.
She mewl and press herself up against him, her warm heat grinding up against his clothed pelvis just as she did before but this time he didn't want it to stop. Neither did she apparently. Her hand reached to undo his belt and slide the zipper down before slipping in to grab a hold of him, feeling how hard and pulsing with wanton need he was as his cock ached to be inside her.
"Mmm oh my what a nice thick cock you have there, Mr. Wolf?" She teases as she strokes him with slick wet fingers from the lake water and already Daryl was envisioning that to be her mouth instead.
The better for you to go and suck it…As if reading his mind, she gave him a quick peck and then started kissing and nibbling down from his cheek and neck to his collarbone, leaving a trail of wet kisses and little bite marks as she was grazing over his chest. Her tongue busy circling his right nipple before moving down his torso and then lining up to where his cock was sitting erect and dripping with a bit of precum at the tip.
"That's a mighty fine piece you got, mind if I try some of this." She didn't wait for his reply as she bends down and pressed her lips to it. She sucked the tip lightly just enough to taste him before moving her tongue around it like an ice cream cone, swirling it around the head then down the sides before moving to slide the whole thing in one gulp.
Daryl moans as he makes her swallow it down by thrusting his hip until she had it to her throat and then sliding out before moving back in again, slow and steady. Apparently she didn't have much of a gag reflex from what he could feel as he pushed his way in and out.
Harley was busy bobbing her head up and down on his length, it was feeling better than anything he could have dreamt of. Her mouth feels so good against him. "Mmm, ahhh that's it, ah right there baby…keep going don't stop." He groans as this was so good and love how she was taking in every bit of him.
He reaches to grab her head, his fingers feeling the silky texture under his gritty nails and was now deep throating it while he was ramming his cock further until he was sure he was ready to explode. But then she pulled away before he had the chance, leaving him hard and aching yet she wasn't ready for him to go pop his load as it seems she had something else in mind for them.
She sauntered over to the boulder, hips swaying and ass swinging side to side before she went to sit back while looking at Daryl with half-hooded eyes full of unbridled lust and desire. She moved her hand down her body, rubbing against her right breast and pinching the nipple till it was nice and perky while using her other hand to crook a finger at him to come over and play.
"Daryl c'mere, you know you want me...I want you too." She was laying on her back, posing herself with her legs spread and moving to touch herself down there, like out of a Playboy image but so much was a small dark thatch of hair neatly trimmed between her legs and he saw her playing around the outer lips but not inserting any digits as she wanted something bigger and thicker to be inside there. She again called to him and like a siren drawing a sailor who could not help being ensnare by her enchanting melody.
She was torturing him with all that teasing but hearing her purr out to him, "Can't you see how wet I am for you, I want you to put that in me big boy. I want you to fuck me right here like a wild animal." was pure sin for his ears.
Daryl did not know what to think, knowing he shouldn't due to many reasons as they were out in the open and all but he'd be damned if he could resist this any longer as he moved to get towards her.
He had his lips mashed against her own, tasting her once again while their hands were moving all over each other and Harley grabbing and pushing his pants down for him. She barely manages to while he did the rest, shucking them along with his briefs till he was out in the open before grabbing her legs to spread'em wide and then taking one last look into those sparkling green gems before pushing himself into her.
She was so unbelievably wet as he slipped in that very first time, her moist heat gripping his meat as he sheathed himself all the way before working to pull out and ramming back in again. Harley was moaning something fierce and then moving to press herself against him, their bodies in sync with one another as they moved as one.
He picked up the pace, hoisting her legs up and putting them around over his shoulders as he drove further in. She was incredible and Daryl found himself unable to keep back his needs as only a man can do for so long after hitting a dry spell for quite some time. He wasn't trying to be celibate but having hit nothing for the past few months and taking his frustration on hunting or cursing whoever he can.
Yet now, having Harley like this was torture on his ability to make it last as long as possible without it coming too soon.
He had her lying on her back with him right on top of her, her breast squished flat to his torso as he thrust repeatedly in and out and burying his face to the crook of her neck, inhaling the sweet scent that seem to be caught in her skin and hair.
He moved his mouth to line it against her shoulder and neck, nibbling her throat to leave an indentation of marks that he wanted to show off to everyone. He heard her purring softly like some sexy kitty begging for milk and not one to deny her need. He knew she was enjoying the sensation of him inside her, her silky walls were clamping around him and feeling her fingers running through his hair, so gentle like but then grasping hard, telling Daryl to keep going and not to stop.
He quickly pulled out and then had her flip onto her front, before grabbing her hips as he thrust back in again, going at it hard and fast, listening to her incessant moaning as she lets him mount her and take her from behind. His hands gripping her hips, nails digging into that soft supple flesh and panting like a horny beast as his dick rams in and out of that tight hole and wanting to claim it all for his own. He moved his left hand to her right breast and gave her tit a tight squeeze, hearing her cry out in ecstasy, eagerly leaning back into him. She had her head turn and moved to latch her mouth to his, biting his bottom lips and groaning at the impeding pressure that was building between them as their bodies kept in sync with one another.
The friction was so intense and Daryl was aching to let the dogs out but didn't want this to end, not just yet at least.
He was really into this as he kept pounding away without hesitation and feeling his balls slapping her succulent ass and hearing Harley make those sweet noises to show she was also into it.
He was so fucking close, his cock so swollen and his balls tightening up about ready to burst but he didn't want this to end. Yet the way she was gripping him down there he's not sure he'll be able to hold back much longer as he heard her calling his name over and over with every thrust given, which seem to be echoing louder and louder until—
"DARYLINA WAKE THE FUCK UP!" His eyes snap open to find Merle hovering and looking at him as he came to. "Damn you must have been having one hell of a dream, sorry to burst your bubble but our shift is up. You can whack it off when we get out there though next time try not to be so loud why don'cha geez?"
It wasn't hard to tell who he was thinking about as he too thought the same but then coming about to hear Daryl breathing loudly and sure he was having a real good one and surprised no one else had heard it with the way he was going at it. It must've been one hell of a sex dream...
Daryl look down and noticed he was right, as he was pitching a tent right there and feeling it graft against his jeans and knew would have to take care of that. It was a good thing only Merle saw as he didn't want to think what anyone else would to find him having a Woody or explain what caused it.
As they left the tent together, ready to move out, Daryl tried not to look to where the Marauder was or think whether Harley managed to come back at all though he was hoping that she would be all right after all this. But right now, he had to deal with his own problem and get it over with quick before the night was over. It had been a while since he had a sex dream but this one was one of the best he thought.
He quickly dealt with his excitement and went to meet up with Merle for their evening shift, they gave Dale the break needed for him to head to sleep and sat themselves on the RV's roof watching over camp in the darkness. They had the night watch for the next five hours, after that they could sleep a bit and wake up for some more hunting.
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It was mid-morning, the sun was up in the sky and while everyone else was trying to fall into the normal rhythm of their routine, especially the Dixon who went to go find whatever they could scavenge but it was still easy to tell that things were rather tense after that incident the other night.
Daryl and Merle weren't blind to the obvious whispering when they headed off to the woods to check the traps and also see if they could bring back to cook for breakfast. So far they'd found a couple squirrels and a possum that didn't look too edible but beggars can't be choosers. Merle was squating over the fallen log while Daryl was grabbing the rest of the carcasses and ready to head back to the campsite.
"Ah meet you there in a bit, got to go and take a leak. Be right behind ya." Daryl didn't have to be told twice and continued on his way back to the grounds, firm in his belief that his brother would be back without any issues. Merle watch his little brother take off and seeing that he was gone when he saw the last of him and then taking the opportunity to reach in his pocket to pull out his secret stash.
He was only being half honest as he really needed to take a moment to just have some time to himself without anyone to watch him or be judgmental over what he was planning on doing. He was just finishing his business, taking one last inhalation when he heard a noise that wasn't too far from where he was.
It didn't sound like no Walker but one could never be too careful, especially as he grabs his gun and making sure the safety was off in any case. He made his way around, the leaves on the ground muffling his footsteps as he cautiously moved and peeked to see who or what was there. He let his guard drop when he saw a familiar figure who was muttering and cursing up a storm to herself.
Harley was holding a machete and was busy cutting up some roots and branches for firewood and judging from the way she was hacking that tree, she was still in a right foul mood after the other night. Can't say he blames her though cause if anyone had made such comment about his mama he would be furious too, despite her having been a right bitch and all.
Merle made his way over and waited until she was halfway done before he took the chance to let his presence be known, "Damn Harley girl you really are giving that tree a beating ain't ya?"
She turns around to see him standing to the side, her brow covered in a fine line of sweat and saw her moving to wipe the matted fringes from her eyes, "It's nothing, I just saw we really needed the extra firewood and this one has the most promising timber so I figure what better time to get enough so we don't worry about sending anyone else to grab some in the middle of the night."
"Uh huh right…" He knew she was lying, they both did and he couldn't help but shake his head at her, "That has to be the lamest excuse I ever did hear."
"Yeah well I suppose you could've come up with something better than?" She wasn't in any mood to make friendly talk especially as she has been peeved lately and last night hadn't helped a bit, even if she got her magic under control. The last thing she wanted was another Aunt Marge balloon incident and no magical law enforcement to help contain the situation.
She had been in her RV stewing but then this morning she had got up before everyone to head into the woods, gathering what she could while also trying to use up the pent up energy in her that was still bubbling like an overwhelming cauldron. She had apparated out to a nearby Walker infestation and transformed into her animagus form to release some of her pent up rage on them and seeing that none were left when she was done before she headed back to camp, feeling loads better but still wired like some junkie on meth. Sometime it sucks being a powerful witch because no matter how much she tried to keep it together, her magic was still overflowing and needed an outlet before the worse could happen.
She had spent the rest of the evening in her lab, brewing potions like there was no tomorrow before finally calling it a night. She had made at least enough Blood Replenishing and Wound Cleaning Solution to last for months on end and seeing that they were cast in self preserving vials she didn't have to worry about them going bad.
"Look I know Lori is a class A bitch I'll give you that much but you getting all ticked with a burr up your ass isn't going to make it go away." Merle made to put his hand against the tree he was standing by while putting his other inside his pocket.
"There's two ways to get rid of it, the surefire way of getting it out of your system is either throwing that energy into something productive like what you were doing or...maybe you'd like ol' Merle's help for the other means?" He finishes with an exaggerated eyebrow wiggle and grinning cheekily at her.
Harley knows what he's saying and didn't have to use legilimens to know what he meant by that remark, "Honestly while the offer is very tempting, I have a better proposition and think maybe you wouldn't mind helping me out in that department." She said with a seductive cocking her hip towards the left with one fisted hand resting on her right hip. The posture making her body a sensual elongated line and accentuating all the right curves, not that she noticed but Merle sure did.
"Uh huh sure…" He said with skepticism showing on his face that had Harley scowl at him, "And what is that suppose to mean?"
"Nothing just I don't think you're the type to be into the whole brawl scene?" Yet you lookin' like a wild cat ready for a tumble in the grass and probably enjoy ripping my throat out when done, that's a sexy little kitty cat there, just how i like 'em, Merle thought to himself.
He admits he likes women who are free spirited and not afraid to handle a bit of danger especially back in his motorcycle gang days. Going to those dingy bars and picking up whatever airhead blond or buxom chick who didn't mind having a free ride on his bike and head back to the sleazy motel he was staying in for some fun while enjoying some drugs, sex and good ole' rock and roll.
Yep those were good times, a real cryin' shame that the world had to hit the shit pot for it to all go to hell in a handbasket.
Harley had to keep from making a sarcastic comment that she been through something much worse in her lifetime but had her doubts that he would believe her or think she was bluffing. Muggles wouldn't understand unless she was willing to reveal the whole concept of magic and didn't know how he might react if she were to tell him about it. There were some things best left unsaid until she was absolutely positive on the manner.
"Why? you think I can't handle going mano to mano on your ass?" Harley raises a brow and ask if he ever did that before, not knowing Merles side thoughts, "Ah shucks did I hurt the little girls feelings?" He grins before adding, "No offense but I've been in more bar fights and hellstorm in the army than you have in your lifetime. I seriously doubt you can handle what I can throw at ya unless you're interested in getting your ass flipped." He tosses out in a cocky tone.
Harley resist the urge to roll her eyes at the crude and lewd comment he gave her but then said with her arms loosely crossed, "Them fighting words mister and will see who's ass is flip when this is over." She then move to put herself in a stance, feet set in position as she shifted her body, ready to move to strike or defend at the given moment. She thought of Moody and his 'constant vigilance' Motto as the former auror who took to give her the much needed advice when it came to fighting and seeing that she was ready for anything.
Merle seeing she was not going to back down from this and since he refuse to forfeit to a chick as he was not the type to go chicken. "All right then, doll don't say I didn't warn ya?" He then comes at her quickly, fists raised and throws one towards he unprotected face but Harley moves quickly to dodge it. She silently thanks Merlin for her fast reflexes and is finding herself dodging and moving as Merle keeps sending punches and jabs her way. Targeting her torso and face with feints and real hits mixed in, his army and bar fights experience showing in his mismatched style.
She been avoiding them even though Merle isn't trying to hurt her but is making his point and Harley sees an opening as she sends her knee into his gut. He gets the wind knocked out of him but stays standing, if not a bit hunched over. She keeps her guard up for a retaliation hit but moves in to deliver an offensive combo this time. She sends a right hook to his upper chest, even if it is blocked she swings to the left to avoid a fist coming her way and finds herself the opening she needs in facing his side, she kicks at the back of his right knee and sees the moment he loses his strength holding him up.
Seeing Merle on one knee, she feels a bit better in having shown what she was made of to the underestimating male. "So ready to call it old timer?" She reaches to help pull him up thinking the spar over, he grabs her and quickly drags her towards him while putting himself on top of her.
"One fair rule in warfare sweetcheek: Never ever drop your guard around your opponent, you should always keep a better focus on who you're messing with." As soon as he said this, he suddenly finds himself being rolled over and Harley on him, her body holding him in place with her on his chest and legs trapping his head.
"You mean like this?" She consider wiggling her hips but didn't want to give him the wrong impression especially now that her anger had waned and feeling a bit calmer now thanks to that friendly 'spar' they had. Harley pulled herself off and allows Merle to get back on his feet while wiping the dirt off his back.
He turns to Harley and is about to say something when her eyes were focused on the ground and he turns to see what it was and saw it was a bag full of cocaine that slipped out of his pocket.
He saw her raise her head and saw that scowl on her pretty face and she looked ready to give him a good tongue lashing like his mama used too, "Now Harley girl listen, sometimes a guy needs something to relieve the tension and I just-"
But he didn't get the chance to finish as she interrupted him yelling angrily, "Yeah and you think being coked out of your skull is the best way to do that! JESUS H CHRIST Merle my god, after what happened on the roof, you think...un-fucking-believable!" She had the bag in hand and was shaking it in front of his face, her green eyes glittering like sharp jade as she couldn't help herself as she let him have it, "Do you realize what this shit almost cost you!" She knew that it was one thing to take that stuff but it was another to continue it even after the incident, "Are you that thick headed, just what is going on that made you decide it's good to jump right back on the fucking horse huh!"
"Aye now…" Merle said before he was cut off by the raging human hurricane.
"Don't you start now YOU! I went through the trouble of detoxing you so you could live and not die in this piece of shit world…So you could stay alive and see your brother again! Is that not enough for you to want to live Mer because say the word and I'll take that gun and shoot a nice big hole in the empty thing you call a brain and save Dar the trouble of doing it when a Goddamn zombie bites you in your fucking ass!" Harley yelled out enraged that this guy would risk himself when he had family, something she wished she still had.
Merle was lucky to have his brother, she would have given anything in the world to have her family and friends and yet here was Merle who probably didn't give two shits about his goddamn flesh and blood.
This time he couldn't hold it in any longer and had to lash out back at her as his own temper was on the verge of exploding. "Fine I admit I took some honest to freaking god, do you think it's easy dealing with all this shit and not having to worry about my little brother all the time. I try so hard but you know every single thing I do it's never enough, nothing ever is for me! I went through hell trying to make something of myself." He said in one breath finding the burning anger that he had been carrying for all his life and having her bring it out just like that. He made to leave but then he felt something grab his arm and then finding it was Harley who was holding him back.
"You're not the only one who's been there, others have too but it doesn't mean you should go through it alone." She slowly unlatch her grip on him, allowing Merle to turn around and see her staring, no longer with anger or full of rage but was one full of concern.
She shrugs at his stare and uncomfortably admits that she might have come off too strong and probably should have gone a different way about this. "I get it, I really do Mer. I went through my fair share of shit, but I had people help me deal. I can see you haven't got anyone other than Daryl so I'll be here. I'll be the rock you hang onto when the ocean is raging around you," She says softly, a bit embarrassed that he would reject her honest offer of friendship. She glances at his hand and gently takes it in hers, squeezing it to offer support.
He wore a stunned look, he was in shock not by just her words but the sheer honesty he saw shining in her eyes knowing she was being serious about this. It was mind blowing to think that Harley would be this worried about him, ain't nobody do that 'cept his brother Daryl who was the only person he cared about in this godforsaken world.
Sure he wasn't the sharpest crayon in the box sometimes but she was right. In this world now he'd need to be sharp to survive, hell to thrive he'd need to use his brain and all the knowledge he had to stay alive cause there ain't no one else to watch daryl's and his back only Blood was worth anything, but maybe another would be worthy he thought with a faint blush grazing his cheeks.
"Yeah I suppose being jacked up on this isn't going to be resourceful and probably be more of a hindrance to us if Officer Friendly tries to cuff me again and don't have you to bail me out again…" He says trying to keep his gruff and tough image but knows she would see through the attempt.
Harley was pleased by what he said and holding onto the bag before saying, "I'll get rid of this for you and if you come by later to the Marauder, I will give you some of the necessary prescription to fight the side effects of the withdrawal so you won't have to deal with that too much. Trust me it will make going Cold Turkey a lot faster without all the sweating and shivers." She would have the flushing potion ready for Merle as well as a couple other supplement potion to see he didn't get dehydrated or worry that he'll get sick afterwards.
Merle cocked his head and gave her a slight smirk, "Really huh didn't know they carry those stuff around, then again I doubt rehab centers would want to lose their piggy banks if everyone knew there was a faster and more efficient way to kicking it."
"Well it's my own personal secret mix, don't worry you'll be fine I promise." She then move to stand on her tippy toes and press her lips to his cheek, startling the elder Dixon who look at her confuse, "What was that for?"
"That was just something to show my gratitude for you. That you are willing to go through with this not just for my sake but for Daryl's. You and I both know we can't go around being high as hell not when we got to deal with this undead motherfuckers so at least take this into consideration." She went to adjust her clothes, brushing the twigs and dirt off her jeans before turning to Merle and giving him a cocky grin in his direction,
"By the way, thanks for the spar you big oaf, next time I'd like for you not to hold back on my account and try to give me a bit more of a workout, that is if you think you are up for it." She quipped as she went to grab the kindling and manchete from where she placed it before the spar. Leaving the tall male in the middle of the clearing she left this as a parting shot,
"Hope your manly pride isn't too wounded from the beat down I gave ya!" She said as she laughed and walked out of took a minute for the man's brain to register the last parting word before he cursed out, "Damn that woman's gonna be the death of me..." He thought that before he made his way back to his brother.
Blue Kitsune: Woozar talk about burning the midnight oil people, we were really into writing this thing out and just in the nick of time. Hope you enjoy the smexiness Darly (Daryl x Harley) there and also some of that Merley (Merle x Harley)
Melrose437: Well this was a long one…. A bit of softening for Good Ol' Merle but he's our loveable gruff and he needs to be able to connect with harley atleast.
Hope it was enjoyable for everyone, this lengthy baby was fun to write but don't expect us to write 17k ish monsters like this one for every chapter from now on, also i have no clue what our update schedule will be like we just wanted to gift a chapter for the two holidays in thanks for all of you reading :D
P.s This is totally my first attempt at writing a spar so be kind on little old me *Puppy eyes*