At the moment, this is probably the only story that I will be updating after what happened in the Bethyl fanfiction community recently. I might change my mind later but for now, this is it. Thank you for reading. As always, leave me a review and let me know how you like it. Or even if you don't. Okay, enough of that. Here's your Bethyl sexy times xoxoxo
Cause that girl took my heart
And I ain't want it back
I'm laying down my cards...
Oh no, I think I'm catching feelings. - "Sex" by Eden
It had been over seven weeks. It was hard to believe it in some ways and in others, Daryl felt every day that they were apart. He didn't even know what to call what he and Beth had. They'd parted ways the night of the lake. He'd kissed her goodbye at her mailbox with promises to text each other the next morning.
Of course, that had lasted exactly until he had gotten home. He had a couple of messages waiting for him when he pulled out his phone.
"Had a great time tonight. Try not to miss me too much. – Beth" She put a little heart emoji before her name and he stared at it for the longest time trying to figure out if it meant anything. Then he shook his head with a smile as he read her next message. Dirty girl, he thought. But he couldn't deny that he liked that side of her. A lot.
"PS – I can still taste you." His cock hardened in his jeans all over again and he wondered how in the space of a week she had become such a big part of his life.
Of course, that was nothing compared to now. Not a day went by that they didn't text or talk on the phone. Several times, she'd gotten herself off on the phone while he fisted himself to the beat of the dirty words she whispered over the line.
It had been an interesting few weeks to say the least. He'd talked to Beth more in the space of those several weeks than he thought he did Merle their entire collective lives. Hell, he thought he'd talked to Beth more than he had anyone. Period.
And it wasn't all sex between them, even though that's what started the whole thing but he thought he had revealed some of his deepest darkest secrets to Beth. There wasn't much about his childhood she didn't know by now and she knew he was trying to put the past behind him now that his old man was gone.
He wondered if she'd changed much since he last saw her and he decided she probably hadn't. She sent him almost daily pictures of him on her cellphone. Sometimes even dirty ones, he remembered with a smile.
He was pulling up her road now and the truck rutted against the gravel. It was dark as he shut off his lights, but even in the dim light of the pale moon that hung over south Georgia, he could make out her lithe form. She was bouncing on her heels and his mouth curved up in a smile as he pulled up by the mailbox.
He couldn't resist. He knew they would risk getting caught by someone, but he threw the truck into park and hopped out just as Beth launched herself into his arms.
He lifted her off her feet as she wrapped her legs around his waist, heels hooking behind him and he couldn't help the slight groan as her mouth met his in a furor of teeth and lips and tongues and he kissed her like there was no tomorrow. After almost a full minute of kissing each other breathless, he reluctantly pulled away.
"I missed you." She whispered softly as she glanced up at him shyly as he set her back on the ground, albeit reluctantly.
It was then he noticed what she was wearing. Some fancy strappy red number that barely covered the tops of her thighs. He wondered what color underwear she was wearing; or if she was wearing any at all.
"Missed you too." He whispered against her lips, pressing his forehead to hers and then finally dragged himself away from her. "Let's go before your dad catches us and I get shot."
She giggled at that as she climbed in the truck beside him, her hand sliding over to his, lacing their fingers together as he smiled at her easily.
"Where to?" They had no plan in mind he realized, just that they had to see one another and something about all of this felt strange and familiar all at once. It seemed only days ago that he'd last picked her up here.
She used her free hand to gesture to her dress. "To the country club silly. Where else would I wear a dress like this?"
Daryl froze and he very nearly pulled the truck to the curb in surprise. A Dixon in a country club? Not fuckin' hardly.
He scoffed. "I ain't dressed for no country club, Beth." He tried to keep the edge out of his voice but he couldn't quite help it. He was in denims, his cowboy boots and a black t-shirt. It didn't take a genius to figure out that they'd take one look at him and decide he was out of place.
Not to mention out of your league, baby brother. Merle's voice was ever present in the back of his head, butting in with his opinion just like usual.
He gripped the steering wheel a little harder and he felt Beth tug a little on his hand prompting him to glance her way. There was a soft smile resting on her face and he couldn't help but release the breath he'd been holding.
"Relax, it's Sunday and they're closed. I just happen to know where their assistant manager keeps the keys to the golf carts. He's my best friend."
He stared at her in surprise before glancing back to the road. "You sure that's a good idea, breaking into a country club. Besides what do we need with a golf cart?"
"It'll be fun. Don't worry so much. Nothing bad will happen. Besides, there's a place I want to show you." Beth said simply and that was that. They were going.
He guessed he'd done worse things than borrow a golf cart for a joyride in his days. A lot worse if he was being honest with himself.
Five minutes later, they were laughing and talking in hushed whispers while she fumbled with the keys in the ignition of the cart they'd selected for their adventure. He took a minute to watch her and he didn't know how she did it; she made everything seem exciting and had turned his world upside down since she'd entered it back when she first boarded that plane.
He realized in that moment where he'd seen the dress she had on. It was the same dress she was wearing all those weeks ago. All that time ago when they'd met as strangers and fucked in an airplane bathroom and now? Now, he didn't know what was happening, but all he knew was he wanted to bury himself inside her all over again and never leave.
"What?" She was smiling at him with a cute little puzzled grin on her face. He was caught.
He answered with a small smile of his own, flushing slightly before shrugging. "You look pretty. Pretty as the first time I saw you in that dress."
The golf cart roared to life with the key she'd just produced, but she didn't take off. She turned to look at him and placed her hand against his face, baby blues taking him in. Sometimes he thought she could see straight down to his bones the way her gaze seemed to cut right through him. "You remembered it?"
""Course." He said with another shrug. Shit, he was so bad at this. It was hard to believe he was here with this beautiful girl who seemed to have everything all figured out and here he was trying to decide what he was supposed to do the next day.
She leaned in and placed her lips against his, softly, tenderly before pulling away again. "It's why I wore it. It's been two months since we met." As soon as the words were out of her mouth, her lips turned upward in a smile, wide and bright. That warm Beth Greene smile that he'd come to think of as synonymous with sunshine.
And just like that she took off, leaving him wondering what in the world was happening. He wasn't sure, but he thought he was falling for her. Hard and fast.
Beth steered the golf cart expertly across the green of the back 9 of the course, the moon the only thing lighting their way. He hadn't asked why she wasn't using the headlights on the golf cart. He figured the less they were seen, the better. He didn't fancy either one of them ending up in jail tonight. That would be a hard one to explain to her pops, for sure.
But, she said she knew the manager, so maybe it would be okay. He again reminded himself that he and Merle had gotten up to much worse than this back in the day.
She guided the cart towards the edge of the green, where the trees grew thicker as it moved into a heavily wooded area and with the warm May night he could smell the pine wafting through the thick Georgia air. It mixed in the breeze and Beth's hair flew behind her as she made each turn that took them deeper into the woods until finally she brought it to a halt and turned the ignition into the off position.
Immediately, Daryl could hear the tree frogs and crickets chirping under the canopy of trees that surrounded them on all four sides.
He didn't say anything for a minute and neither did she. She reached over and took his hand and laced her fingers through his and he inhaled deeply, breathing in the moment. He could smell the juniper and pine out here mixed on the warm breeze with whatever shampoo Beth had used. He wondered how it was possible that it was pitch black out here but he could still smell sunshine when she was around.
"I'm dying to kiss you right now but if we don't get out of this golf cart right now so I can show you what we came to see, I'm gonna climb you like a tree." Beth giggled a little bit at the last part and he looked at her in surprise while she just shrugged. She never beat around the bush, especially when it came to sex. She never had and he had to admit, he liked that part of her. A lot.
"Fair enough." He chuckled and tugged on her hand and she followed him out of the cart, giving him a good glimpse of her upper thigh as she did. He groaned aloud. "Girl, you're lucky I'm a patient man." He could have her right now and he had to reach down and adjust himself at the sudden strain in his zipper where his cock had gotten rock hard thinking about sinking into her heat.
They walked, fingers intertwined, taking their time in the moonlight and he was glad they were here. He was glad he'd met her and he was trying not to get carried away with this. He still didn't know what the hell they were doing, besides hooking up every chance they got. He knew it was more than that, but he still didn't know what to call it.
She tugged on his hand and he glanced to her and she smiled at him, wide and bright as the stars she was beckoning him to look at. "It's so beautiful here. Not even at the farm can I see the stars like I can out here."
Daryl didn't say anything and just looked up in awe at all the brightly twinkling lights in the sky. "My daddy says the stars tell us stories." She pointed her finger up into one of the brightest stars. "That's Polaris. And if you look right there is Ursa Major and Ursa Minor. Daddy told me this story once."
"There was a goddess who waited for her lover to return from the great wars. She waited and waited. Night after night she paced through the forest and in the day she picked flowers and laid them by an altar where she lit candles praying for his return.
This went on for months and finally, when he didn't return she went to the sorceress and had her to turn her into a bear so that she might never feel human emotion again. She was free to roam the forest that she loved and never feel the loss of her lover. A great hunter came along and killed her and in those days, it was believed that when bears passed on, their souls became constellations to shine down upon the earth. She watched from the skies in sorrow as the years passed and then finally her lover returned, but it was too late. She had been a star too long.
Her lover searched all over the earth for her and tore at his clothing and all his hair turned to grey. He became a beast looking for his lost love. He went to the sorceress and asked her to end his suffering. The sorceress had seen everything in her visions and knew exactly what to do. She turned him into a bear and then waited. In time, the great hunter came along and killed this bear too. Her lover went into the sky at just the right moment, casting him into the stars right above his great love Ursa Minor. Together they dominate the North Sky and are to this day a guide to sailors, their constellations never dipping below the horizon even as far as the oceans can carry them."
He just stared at her while she told her story, her face wistful and her eyes dancing with the tale as she spun it into something beautiful, something beautiful like her.
"I was always drawn to these stars and to the story my daddy told me, wondering if I would ever long for someone like she longed for. These last few weeks have been torture without you Daryl and I already can't bear the thought of leaving you tonight." Her face was almost pained as she spoke and all the sudden he knew what she was trying to say. "And I-" But she didn't have time to finish her sentence.
One pull of his hand on hers and she was in his arms and his lips were on hers before she could say another word, his fingers threading through her hair, kissing her like they were the only two people left in this world.
They were both breathless as they pulled apart and he managed to rasp out. "I feel the same way." He whispered against her lips as he pulled away to look at her. It was more than he'd ever meant to say and he still didn't know what it meant, but at least she seemed to be on the same page with him. There was something between them.
Somehow, they made it back to the golf cart but that was as far as they got. Her fingers pulled at his belt, expertly working the clasp loose and unzipping his length taking it into her warm and waiting hand. He groaned against her lips as she removed her panties, letting them fall to the floor of the cart. Then she climbed into his lap, fitting her legs over his hips on either side, grinding herself onto him. His mouth skimmed over her shoulder and collarbone, teeth grazing against her tender flesh as one hand delved between her soaked thighs and the other worked the strap of her dress lower to expose the top of one creamy breast. He took her pert nipple into his mouth and worked his tongue around the pebbled bud, eliciting a long moan from her sweet lips. His fingers worked in concert to her thrusting her fist over his cock, the tip of one finger sliding home over her clit as she bucked against him.
"Need you inside me." She rasped and he couldn't agree more. He removed his hand while she positioned herself over his rock hard length, lining up her heat and sinking herself slowly down over him as they both moaned at the sensation of being finally joined in this way once more. He closed his eyes against the onslaught of feeling, her tight heat enveloping him as he slid deliciously all the way inside her and bottomed out.
She began a steady rhythm that he met with fervor, his bare ass coming up off the padded seat of the golf cart with every thrust of her hips against his. It was a maddening pace but it was like they couldn't slow it down if they tried. As if their bodies were meant for one another.
He thought of the stars in the sky, of the lovers in the story and he thought of him and Beth and how being with her like this awakened something in him almost primal. He slipped one hand between them, finding the top of her sex and slid the pad of his thumb against her clit as she rocked herself against him in perfect pitch.
A few more minutes and he felt her body stiffen against him and her back arched like a bowstring as her orgasm found her, warm and wet and gushing. He felt her walls fluttering around him, squeezing his length as he pumped himself inside her as he gasped her name.
"Fuck, Beth." It was all too much and too perfect as he followed her over that edge, spilling his seed deep inside her as she came to rest against him.
They were both breathless and sweaty as they made no hurry to straighten themselves or even so much as move, so lost were they in one another and the intimacy they'd just shared.
Perhaps that's why they didn't hear approaching footsteps until it was too late. All at once, they were bathed in effusive light nearly blinding them as they scrambled apart. Still, he had an instinct to throw his form over Beth in an attempt to shield her from their unwanted intruder.
Words weren't even out of his mouth before their visitor announced himself. "This is Sheriff Rick Grimes….Wait a minute." He shone the light over Beth's features and then immediately away as Beth continued covering herself properly. The sheriff had the good grace to avert his eyes quickly, giving Daryl a chance to properly assess the situation.
The man was probably about his age, maybe a bit older with sandy brown hair peppered with grey. If Beth's face was bright crimson, that said nothing of the officer's face as he turned away as Beth and Daryl took the chance to straighten their clothes and Beth then moved to sit beside Daryl on the seat.
"Hi, Mr. Grimes." She looked properly chagrined as she waved in Daryl's direction. "This is my boyfriend, Daryl Dixon. Daryl, this is Rick Grimes, my friend Carl's dad. The assistant manager I told you about."
The man reached his hand out to Daryl and he took it, still processing the word 'boyfriend' in his mind, and looked the man in the face despite the fact that he'd just seen more of him than he'd like to admit. "Nice to meet you." Daryl muttered because he knew it was the right thing to do but what did you really say when you've been caught with your pants down. Literally.
"Nice to meet you, Daryl." The man said and then looked at Beth in admonishment. "Carl needs to find a better place to put his spare keys. See that you put that cart back where you found it." He smiled then in their direction and Daryl inwardly breathed a sigh of relief as he nodded at the man. "You two have a nice night. Tell your Dad hi from me."
"I will, Mr. Grimes. Give Judith a kiss from her Auntie Beth." And that was that. The sheriff sauntered away, his flashlight tucked against his side and to Beth's credit, she waited until he was relatively out of earshot before she burst into a fit of giggles.
"You're dangerous, girl." He said, but he couldn't help but laugh along with her.
"Hush, besides, you love it and you know it." She teased. What could he say to that? She was right.
"Well this is going to be all over town by morning. How do you feel about meeting my folks tomorrow night?" Beth's voice was bright with promise, so why did have such a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach?
And that's it! What do you guys think? This is going to take them in a whole new direction. I hope you guys liked the Rick Grimes cameo. Also I apologize for taking the mythology of Ursa Major and Minor and bending it to my will, but it had to be done. That's the point of writing. You can make it what you want. Hope you guys liked it nonetheless.
As you can imagine, the next chapter is going to be interesting. Daryl is going to meet Beth's folks and it'll be entertaining to say the least. Stay tuned and thanks for reading, xoxoxo
