Here is the next chapter! Hope you enjoy!
Sometimes when you did things often, they would become mindless. Your muscle memory takes over, and your body just does. Such tasks allow your mind to wander. This is why Beth Greene, as she was on her knees in front of a man she hardly knew, 'servicing' him on camera, thought of Daryl. If it was a crime to have him fill your mind while you sucked another guy off, then she would certainly go to prison. She couldn't really help it though...the man had worked his way into her brain, her life, and her heart. Her crush had grown with each moment she spent with him, picking up new things about him, seeing him with her son.
Beth had often tried not to think too much on her job. She knew if she spent much time pondering it, her mental health would most certainly suffer. It was hard though, not to think about how maybe Daryl would want her, if she wasn't such tainted goods. She had a feeling he could accept a former teen mom, but former teen mom turned porn star was too much for any good man to handle. For the first time in a long time, Beth Greene felt dirty, not in the way one normally would as they swirled their tongue around the head of a man's cock. Trying to clear her mind to focus on the task at hand would be easier than she thought, as the man pulled at her hair, his dick pulled from her mouth with an audible slurp. He was rough as he laid back on the bed, pulling Beth with him. His hands felt all wrong as they moved from her hair, one going to her bare hip with his fingers digging into her soft skin, the other working it's way between them as he moved his member into position before swiftly pushing her down onto him. As she was fully seated on top of him, she faked a look of pure pleasure, when in reality she wasn't even remotely turned on, and her lack of lubrication making the experience much more painful than it could have been. He told her to ride him as his hands moved up to grope her breasts. Bending her body backwards, to rest her palms against his thighs, scratching his skin with her manicured nails with slight anger. Dirty words flew from her mouth, making it sound as though she was enjoying it, with her eyes shut tight. Again, sometimes when you did things often, they would become mindless. In reality, there was no pleasure, only pain as she clearly recognized the feeling of guilt and shame settle in her stomach.
When enough time had passed, the crew having got what they need, Beth faked reaching her peak, prompting any viewers to think that this man could provide you with a mind blowing orgasm, even though that was a complete and utter lie. It was quite the opposite really, the man had made Beth never want to have sex again, but then how would she earn a living? There was always stripping. She climbed off of him when he had finished, and the cameras had stopped rolling. An assistant handed her a robe, Beth taking it from her as the man she had just 'fucked' tapped her on the ass apparently wanting to compliment her on her 'acting'. "Nice work, sweetheart." Beth's fists clenched, wanting to turn around and rip his face off, but knowing she would get fired, she managed to hold it together, instead opting for the much more mature but much less fun decision to ignore him.
Dismissed for the time being, Beth went in search of Daryl, knowing that even getting to spend a few minutes with him would make her feel slightly better. With her pack of cigarettes and cell phone in hand, Beth found Max and questioned him on Daryl's whereabouts. Being told he was on duty outside, Beth left the building to go look for him. She found him in the spot where they shared their smoke breaks. "Great timing." Daryl looked up to see Beth standing there, in that fucking robe, with a gorgeous smile on her face.
"Good day?" The words didn't sound as bitter as he had felt, knowing what she had just been doing.
She walked over, taking a seat next to him on the concrete ledge he had taken up residence on. "The exact opposite actually. Absolutely horrible. But it's always nice to see a friendly face." Nudging him gently, Beth tried to get him to smile. It worked, as Daryl couldn't help the forming grin that snuck up on him. It was a subtle way of her telling him that she had missed him. He had missed her too. He watched as she pulled a white stick from her pack, prompting him to do the same. "Do you have a lighter? I forgot mine." He nodded, pulling out the red Bic. He went to hand it to her but found she already had it in her mouth. She leaned over, Daryl lifting the lighter to the tip, flicking the metal, flame erupting, igniting the tobacco and paper. Such a simple action had never felt so erotic to Daryl as she inhaled deeply before letting the smoke escape her lungs. He had been wound so tightly though that he probably would have gotten turned on by Beth doing almost anything. He lit his own cigarette before pocketing the lighter. "So, you know how my day's been. How's yours?"
He shrugged, taking a hit. "Can't really complain, ain't nothing goin' on out here."
"Look on the bright side, at least you're getting paid to hang out outside all day." She knew how much he loved the outdoors, and it was meant to be an innocent comment, but instead reminded her that she was getting paid to have sex with strangers...just like prostitution, but somehow okay because it was being filmed and distributed.
"Yeah..." He felt awkward, thinking about what she was getting money for doing. It made him sick, whenever he thought about it. Beth was going to open her mouth to say something else when the back door opened, and a girl Beth recognized as Alexis stepped outside in literally nothing but a black set of bra and panties and some high heels. Her raven hair was down with big curls, and her eyes had been done up to look smoky.
"Daryl! There you are!" Alexis giggled as she walked towards them. Her squeaky voice was like nails on a chalkboard to Beth, and that stupid laugh was even worse. They had never gotten along very well, Alexis always passive aggressively talking down to Beth. Beth had tried to ignore her for the most part, but the other woman did manage to crawl under her skin.
"Hey Alexis." He sounded less than thrilled, but Beth didn't focus on that. Instead, all she was thinking was 'how the hell did they know eachother'? So she asked.
"You two know each other?" Her voice came out a lot higher than before, when it was just her and Daryl talking. He raised an eyebrow at her, smirking, amused by the change in pitch.
Alexis answered for him, even though the question was directed to Daryl, further annoying the blonde. "Oh, we just met this morning, but we just immediately clicked!" Daryl choked a little on the smoke he had been inhaling and raised an eyebrow.
Clicked? Beth found that very hard to believe. If she hadn't been so focused on her jealousy, she might have noticed Daryl's not so subtle reactions to what the much more forward woman had said. "Well, I guess I'll just leave you guys to chat then." She angrily snuffed out the half smoked cigarette in her hand on the ledge beside her, and got up to walk away.
She yanked open the door by the time Daryl realized what she had said. "Wait, Beth!"
At the same time, Alexis said her goodbyes to the blonde, clearly pleased with herself. "See you some other time, Beth!"
Beth went back to the set and was extremely relieved to hear that she was done for the day. She quickly went and changed into her own clothes, leaving out the front, hoping not to run into Daryl. She had no reason to be so furiously possessive, but she was, so it was best she just leave before she said something stupid. She knew all she needed to cheer herself up was to go home to her baby and snuggle into bed with him and a movie.
On Sunday, Beth didn't have to go in to work. She wasn't sure how she felt about that. She felt like she needed to apologize to Daryl for her behavior, but she was still embarrassed by her outburst so she also just wanted to hide in her house for a few more days.
When Wednesday rolled around, Beth and Jackson were on their way to the grocery store when her car started overheating. She looked down at the gauge behind the steering wheel, seeing the little needle rising to the top. "Shit!"
"Ohhh mommy, you said a bad word!" The little boy squealed with delight, clapping his hands together, finding Beth cussing way too humorous.
"Yes, mommy did and I'm very sorry." She turned the wheel, taking a detour from the store to go to the nearest mechanic. She had no idea how long her engine had been running hot so she turned the heater on full blast, rolling the windows down so her and Jackson didn't melt.
She drove the few miles to a shop next to a gas station, praying for the car to be okay, hoping it didn't burst into flames or something. Pulling into the driveway, she pulled up to the garage doors before shutting off the engine, grabbing her purse, and getting out. She opened the back and helped Jackson out of his seat. "Beth?"
"Hi Daryl!" Jackson yelled, as excited as always. Beth turned around and honest to God, she felt her knees go weak at the sight of him in coveralls with the sleeves tied around his waist and a dirty white wife beater covering his torso. The skin of his hands and arms was stained with grease. Beth had never been so turned on from seeing someone's epidermis covered in oil before.
"Hey Jax, how ya doin' little man?" Daryl said to the energetic child.
"Good! Mommy said a bad word!" She was sure she'd being hearing that for the next few days.
Daryl smirked, glancing at Beth. "Is that right?"
"Only because my car is a pile of junk." She sent a mock glare towards the metal frame. "It's overheating, and I have no idea for how long. I haven't really been paying attention."
"Well, you came to the right place."
"It was an accident." Beth said innocently, even though it was true.
Daryl turned his head to look down at Jackson. "Hey, you thirsty?" The child nodded eagerly. "Why don't you go on in that door right there," Daryl pointed to the office "and ask the man for some water? I wanna talk to your mom a second." Jackson looked to Beth for her permission, which she gave with a nod, allowing him to run off. Who would have thought a kid would be so happy to go get a class of water? You would have thought she withheld it. When the child was out of earshot, Daryl started in, just as Beth was expecting. "What happened the other day, Beth?"
Beth sighed. "I'm so sorry, Daryl. I was just in a bad mood and I took it out on you." She was trying to play it off, but Daryl wasn't having it.
"Are you sure? Because if this is about Alexis, I just want you to know I think she's bat shit crazy." Beth laughed at his words, but then she stopped. Did he really think that she was jealous? She was, but how would he know that?
"Of course not! Why would it be about Alexis?" There was that high pitched voice again.
"I don't know...just thought maybe she pissed ya off." She did, but Beth wasn't entirely comfortable admitting that to Daryl.
"No, like I said, I was in a bad mood." She was desperately trying to keep her cool.
"Alright, if you say so." She nodded to confirm when he paused for reaction. "Let's take a look at your car then."
After waiting a while in the small office, Beth trying to keep Jackson entertained, Daryl came in to deliver the news. "Damn near melted some of the parts into nothing cause you're leaking coolant. Gonna take a day or so to get the new ones in and then it'll be a pretty quick fix. Lucky you noticed when you did." Beth was slightly relieved knowing her car wasn't toast, but still groaned at hearing the news. She was not looking forward to shelling out for a rental. "If ya want, got my old truck here. It's a real piece, but it'll get ya from point a to point b."
"Really?" What had she done to deserve this man? "I would be forever in your debt if you're being serious."
"Do I really joke all that often?" Daryl deadpanned.
"Hey, you can be pretty funny when you want to!" She thought she might have seen him blush.
"I guess. Let me get the keys." He went into the back room and came back out with a set. Beth and Jackson followed him, stopping off at Beth's car to get Jackson's booster seat. She really hated the thought of having to put him in the front seat, but she'd just take him straight home and not go anywhere else until her car was back. When the seat was all installed, by Daryl, and Jackson was all buckled in, Beth waited outside of the car to thank Daryl again.
"I really appreciate everything you do for me, Daryl. Honestly."
"Stop..." He wasn't used to hearing so many compliments, even after Beth had showered him in them.
She thought he looked so cute standing there, his hands on his narrow hips, and she had the urge to kiss him. It would be inappropriate though, she was sure of it. Honestly, if he was interested in her, he would have definitely asked her out by now. She wished she could just ask him out, but she feared rejection. Then she had a thought, that maybe, just maybe, Daryl feared the same rejection coming from her. 'What the hell, might as well." She thought when an idea popped into her head. "Daryl, I was just wondering...are you ever going to ask me out? On a date? Like a real one? Without four year olds present?"
He looked slight shocked for a second, his eyes widening. Oh God, she had ruined everything. She had put him in this awkward position, forcing him to crush her feelings for him. She would surely lose his friendship, he'd never want to speak to her again, because it would just be so weird. Her internal freak out was interrupted by Daryl questioning her. "Can ya get a babysitter by tonight?"
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