Here's a little bit of smut for you guys, I'm a little ill so not sure if it's affected my writing at all (this chapters definitely a little on the short side) but review anyways!

Chapter Twenty Four

Lila battled to undress him, the bare skin of her breasts meeting his chest as he patterned kisses across her collarbone. He slipped his hands beneath her, lifting her up as he undid the button of her jeans, tossing them aside he kept her astride him. Their breathing was haggard and coming in short gasps as their lips battled with one another.

Daryl's hands moved down her back and she flinched away momentarily, her eyes meeting his as he took note of the rough scar tissue patterning her skin. Daryl took her hand in his and placed it on his own back.

"Same as mine," Daryl said quietly, "Nothin' to be ashamed of." He finalised as he looked up at her face, her golden blonde hair falling roughly down her shoulders, tainted with dirt and blood. Lila replied by moving her hands down his front, undoing the button of his jeans and tugging them down enough for him to spring out of them. Daryl gripped his hands on her thighs as she lowered himself down on him, each closing their eyes, their foreheads pressed together as they were overcome with satisfaction. The horror that had surrounded the past few days melted away as they moved against each other, Lila arms wrapped around Daryl's muscular shoulders, their mouths pressed together in a feverish embrace.

Lila felt herself losing control as Daryl's pace quickened, he nipped at the skin of her neck as his hands dug into the skin of her hips. Lila dragged her nails across the skin of Daryl's arms as he took her breast in his mouth, manoeuvring his warm tongue across her nipple and causing her to let out a muffled scream, her face buried in the crook of his neck. As he gave one last thrust deep inside her, she collapsed against him as she was consumed by her climax. Daryl grunted as he held onto her, emptying himself inside her before his forehead fell against her shoulder, their breathing ragged. They stayed there for a few minutes, their eyes closed as they tried to forget about everything surrounding them.

Lila rolled over, getting a shock when she realised she was in a real bed with real blankets and pillows. She frowned at the light coming in through to window as she sat up and took note of her surroundings. Images of last night came flooding back but Daryl was no where to be seen. She pulled on her vest top and a pair of denim shorts and some boots before making her way downstairs.

"Hey," She said as she entered the kitchen, rubbing her eyes.

"Hey yourself," Lori replied with a smirk as she washed dishes in the sink.

Lila glanced around, trying to find something worthy of Lori's expression.
"Why do you look like you're hiding something?" Lila laughed, sitting down in one of the chairs.

"Oh no reason…" Lori replied, "I just may or may not have caught someone sneaking out of someone else's bedroom early this morning…"

Lila hid her face in her hands as her cheeks flushed pink.

"Calm down, as far as anyone else knows I didn't see anything," She held up her hands in surrender.

"I don't want it to seem like I'm not taking this situation seriously, it's just…" Lila began to ramble on but Lori stopped her.

"Shut up, if you need something to help you sleep at night, even if that something happens to be Daryl…good. You deserve a break," Lori smiled, putting a hand on Lila's shoulder.

"I blame you by the way," Lila replied jokingly.

"What?" Lori snapped.

"You were the one that hit me with your car, made Daryl look all heroic and handsome in my time of need, totally your fault," Lila smirked as she walked out of the kitchen.

"Will you ever let that go?" Lori yelled sarcastically behind her. Lila walked outside, the heat was unbelievable considering that winter was approaching as Lila shielded her eyes from the sun.

"Look who finally decided to grace us with her presence," Glenn joked, nudging Lila's arm as he walked past.

"What you guys doin'?" She asked, taking note of the wood each man was carrying towards the outskirts of the yard.

"We're trying to secure the building a little more, get a kind of fence built around the place," Rick said as he walked over to her.

"Anything I can help with? I'm not really in the mood to sit washing clothes," She smiled.
"With your injury not sure you'll be much use out here," Rick replied.

"What you talking about? I'm fine, it's just a scratch, plus, I might have been some lazy ass rich girl with a maid in a previous life…but I did get an A in wood shop." Lila grinned, taking the hammer from Rick's hand and sauntering over to where the pile of wood was sat. She picked up a few pieces and made her way over to T-Dog who busy hammering a nail into the part of the fence he'd already built.

As Lila kept herself busy with the fence, hammering in nails and securing it as best she could, she'd barely noticed when Daryl appeared from the nearby woods, a string of squirrels hauled over his shoulder. Lila slyly took a moment to admire him; his toned arms and sun kissed skin.

"Wanna put your tongue back in your mouth, Lila?" T-Dog laughed from beside me and I gave him a playful nudge.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," She replied with a smile. Daryl made his way over to her, a stern look causing his brow to furrow.

"What the hell you doin' lettin' her do manual labour with a wound like that," He yelled over to Rick, who looked momentarily confused, along with the rest of the group.

"Daryl I'm fine," Lila replied, a hand gently pressing against his forearm.

"You'll be fine once that hole in your side is nothin' but scar tissue for now, sit the hell down," He stated, grabbing the hammer from out of her grasp. Lila did have to admit, there was something attractive about the way he was looking out for her so obviously in front of the group. Of course the group had known that something was going on with the pair of them but seeing the confused expressions on their faces was somewhat priceless.