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Prompt: Beth and Daryl happen upon a couple having sex while out on a hunt before the fall of the prison. They leave undetected, but the experience as a voyeur has put certain thoughts into Beth's mind. Wanting to understand what sex is really all about, Beth propositions Daryl. Beth finds that Jimmy was so very inexperienced, and Daryl finds himself seeing Beth in a whole new light.
"How much longer is this gonna take?" Beth came to a halt, causing Daryl to also stop walking and turn around to face her. "I'm tired." She put a slight pout on her face.
Daryl rolled his eyes at her complaining, they had only been out here for an hour or so. "You 's the one who wanted to come along. Woulda been perfectly fine leaving you back at the prison with all them Woodbury folks."
"Yeah, I know, sorry..." Daryl began walking again, Beth lengthening her stride to keep up with his pace. "I just didn't know that it was so boring out here."
Daryl scoffed. "I'm real sorry it ain't livin' up to your expectations." Daryl slowed his steps so Beth didn't have to exert as much energy to stay with him. "Now keep up, your daddy'll have my head if I lose you."
Beth thought it best to not say anything after that, knowing how Daryl much preferred the silence to idle chat.
A couple hours later, walking through a part of the woods that was thick with trees, Daryl suddenly stopped, making Beth walk right into his shoulder. He glared at her, putting a finger up to his lips in hopes that she'd keep quiet.
Beth's ears perked up, intent on picking up what ever it was that Daryl had heard. She held her breath, and then she heard it. It sounded like there was a struggle, and then there was a yell, it was short and had come from a woman. Daryl looked at Beth, silently asking with his eyes if she had heard it to. When she nodded her head, Daryl whispered. "Follow me, slowly, and for the love of god don't make a bunch of noise. We don't know what we're dealin' with."
"Okay." Beth whispered back, sounding out of breath, with a nod. Her heart was racing, going into this not having any idea what they could be facing. It could have been someone fighting off a walker...or it could have been people, bad ones.
Daryl slowly crept in the direction of the noise, the hunter had so much experience that he made practically no noise as he placed each foot on the ground, one right after the other. Beth, on the other hand, cringed every time she heard a twig snap or a leaf crunch underneath her boots.
The closer they got, the more Daryl got to thinking that the sounds didn't exactly sound like an attack. In fact, he thought it sounded like something completely opposite. Just as they reached the woman they had heard, both of their eyes widened and Beth's jaw dropped open. A small gasp escaped, prompting Daryl to swiftly throw a hand over her mouth, slowly and silently pulling her backwards, careful not to alert the exhibitionists.
Beth couldn't believe what she was seeing, she thought she must have been hallucinating or suffering from heat stroke - anything besides what she was actually witnessing. There was a couple, a tall tattooed man with black hair and a pale woman with fiery hair, who were currently engaging in sexual intercourse. The image made Beth's cheeks flush and she felt a fluttering in her lower abdomen. They weren't completely nude, bits and pieces of clothing remaining, making it easy for them to redress quickly should the need arise. The man was laying on the ground, on his back, the woman on top of him, moving her hips back and forth, grinding them down in a circle. Her nails were clawing at his chest and his fingertips were digging into her ass, helping to propel her up and down on what looked to be a rather impressive member. Beth couldn't help but think how stupid it was of them, doing this out in the open, fully exposed to literally anything, however there was a knife stabbed into the dirt beside them, as was a gun, just in case. Looking at them, you could tell that if they were to be attacked or die in this moment, they both seemed as if it would be a fine way to go. The woman wore a look of pure ecstasy and the man was looking at her as if she was the hottest thing on Earth. Her curiosity got the best of her, making her wonder if this is what sex was really supposed to be like. It certainly hadn't been for her.
When they were far enough away to talk again, Daryl removed his hand from her mouth. "Forget you saw that!"
Beth almost wanted to laugh at the expression on his face, but managed to refrain. "Can you believe that? Out in the open, where anyone could see?"
Daryl had fucked on the floor of the woods before but he wasn't about to admit that to Beth. "If they wanna be stupid, I ain't stoppin' 'em."
"As stupid as it was...it looked kind of fun." A smile smile, anything but innocent, crawled it's way onto her face.
"Jesus Beth!" His eyes had bugged out of his head, and she knew she must have made him uncomfortable. "You can't just say shit like that."
"Why not? I'm an adult and it ain't like I'm a virgin or somethin'." She might have been having a little too much fun toying with him.
"Still, it ain't right."
"Come on, you gotta admit, they looked like they were having a pretty good time. Like they didn't have any other care in the world."
Rolling his eyes, he replied, humoring her. "Yeah, I guess that's what it supposed to be like."
"I bet you've done that before. Outdoor sex just seems like something you would do."
"Where the fuck is all this comin' from?" Beth innocently shrugged, making Daryl scoff. "Ain't none of your business."
During this exchange, and after what she just saw, Beth felt a warmth creeping up her spine and her pussy was most definitely couldn't get the images out of her head. It had definitely turned her on and that slightly terrified her. She wanted - no, needed to experience it for herself. Who better than Daryl? He was very attractive, single, and she trusted him. He wasn't anything like the men she used to read about in the books she hid from her daddy, but she was counting on the fact that he hopefully had some experience in pleasing a woman. Beth had decided.
Suddenly she stepped forward and her lips were on his. Daryl pushed her away, his eyes filled with fire as he tried to figure out what the hell the girl was thinking. "Jesus Beth! What the fuck are ya doin'?" He made a mental note to lower his voice, not wanting to draw the attention of any walkers in the area.
"I just thought..." It seemed her newly found confidence had waned slightly. "Maybe you could show me?"
"Show you what?" Then it clicked in his head. "Show you what it's supposed to be like? Fuck no, Beth! You crazy or somethin'?"
"I just don't get it. I...it was never like that with Jimmy. I actually kind of dreaded it every time it happened."
Daryl was clearly very uncomfortable now, hearing way too much about the youngest Greene's sex life. "Yeah, well, that's what happens with teenage boys."
"So, show me! Show me it can be better than that! I could be dead tomorrow and I don't wanna go not knowing what real sex is supposed to be about!" He was pretty sure she was about to get on her knees and start begging...and that image in his head made his cock twitch in his jeans.
"What the hell's gotten into you girl?"
"Didn't you see the same thing I did back there? That woman...she was alive and she felt good. Please Daryl, make me feel good." Daryl wasn't exactly sure why in that moment he saw Beth differently. No longer was she just some teenage girl, or Judith's babysitter. Maybe it was the combination of her reddened cheeks and heaving chest, or the way the sun hit her hair making it look like it glowed, or even the way her eyes seemed to sparkle with mischief, knowing she was about to get her way. Whatever it was, it made him see her as a woman, desperately wanting something he was able to provide.
In a haze of temporary insanity, Daryl pounced. He pressed his lips to her, placing his hands on her face, savoring the feeling of her soft skin under his rough calloused fingertips. Beth pressed even closer against him, making it so he could now feel every curve of her body, and he was sure she could feel his hardness on her hip. Her fingers clenched his vest, like she was clinging on so she wouldn't float away to Heaven. Simultaneously, they dropped to their knees, their lips never breaking contact, as he pushed her down until her back was against the forest floor, Daryl's hands beside her head holding himself above her. If this was only the beginning, then Beth wasn't sure how long she could last.
Daryl ground down into her pelvis, drawing a moan from her throat that was muffled by his mouth. His hand moved to her hip, hovering for a moment before he gathered the courage to start sliding it up her torso, taking her shirt with it. She flinched as his palm tickled her belly, and gasped as it moved upward, coming into contact with her rigid left nipple. He teased her, just barely letting his hand brush against her sensitive flesh. And then, when his fingers pinched down, she felt as if she had been set on fire. Lifting her hips off of the ground, Beth desperately craved the feeling of his length pressed against her clothed core.
Daryl granted her silent request, pushing against her once again while twisting and teasing her pert nipple. He moved to the other side, giving the stiff nub a flick. He pulled his tongue from her mouth and pushed himself back up to his knees, Beth whining at the emptiness that filled her without his weight on top of her. She was happily surprised though, when his hands went to her belt, quickly unbuckling it and yanking the zipper down on her jeans, pulling the denim and cotton underwear down her legs. Beth flushed and tried to close her legs, embarrassed at having him see her so intimately. "Nu uh, you're gettin' what you asked for." Daryl's voice was even rougher than normal when he spoke, gently prying her legs back open, taking in the image of her golden curls and glistening lips on display.
Her legs began to tremble when he placed his palms on the inside of her thighs, softly caressing the milky skin. Daryl ran a hand over the soft tuft of hair, moving his point finger further down, along her slit. The tip was instantly coated in her juices, making his cock throb. He could have her right now if he wanted, but like the gentleman that he is, he was going to make her cum first. He looked into her eyes, his hands still teasing her, making her gasp as he barely dipped a finger inside of her, gathering up her wetness to further lubricate her entrance. "Put your hands on your chest." Beth, always the good girl, did as she was told. "Play with 'em." The hand that was holding her thigh open curled, digging into her as he watched her pinch and squeeze, as she closed her eyes and let her mouth fall open.
Daryl managed to tear his gaze away from the top of her body, eyes moving back down to her center. He knew he had to see if she tasted as sweet as she looked so he leaned down, his tongue darting out for a quick sample. It was even better than he had imagined. Quickly his tongue was back out, exploring deeply exploring folds, making Beth cry out. He lifted his head, only to shush her, then returned to his task, lapping up her juices like a man dying of thirst. Beth would shudder every time his mouth touched that little bundle of nerves. He nipped at it, claiming her clit with his teeth. Daryl looked up through the bangs in his face, and her expression was almost enough to make him cum in his pants. He was going to assume she got what she wanted - to feel alive, and good.
It wasn't much longer before Daryl could tell Beth was about to lose it. Her whole body began to quake and she threw her hand over her mouth to muffle her screams of pleasure. When her body went limp, Daryl lifted his head, using the back of his hand to wipe off his now soaked facial hair. Crawling back over her, he shoved his tongue in her mouth, tangling with hers, making Beth moan as she tasted herself on him.
Apparently her post orgasm high faded quickly, as she moved her hands down to the button of his jeans, her fingers fumbling to get it undone. As soon as she had the zipper down, due to the lack of underwear, his hard cock sprung out, the close contact making it so it landed right on her mound. She wrapped her fingers around it, squeezing it just right so that it made Daryl jerk his hips forward. He once again separated their faces, both of them panting for air, and he looked into her eyes, searching for confirmation. Beth nodded her head frantically, tugging on his dick until he put it right at her dripping entrance.
Beth bit her lip as Daryl pushed inside slowly, eyes on her face the entire time. She was so tight he had to clench his jaw, trying to focus on not losing it before the whole thing even began. When his balls rested against her ass, he stayed completely still, letting her body stretch to accommodate him. Only when he felt her muscles relax underneath him did he release the breath he hadn't even realized he had been holding and began to move. Pulling out of her slowly, he rammed right back into her, bottoming out inside of her. He repeated the motion again and again, slowly picking up speed. Every time his tip hit her cervix, Beth would let out a sharp yell. Her hands went to his arms on either side of her, her nails digging in his firm forearms. Her feet were planted on the floor, knees in the air, and she began lifting her hips in time to meet Daryl's thrusts.
Moments later, Daryl's pace was rapid, his uneven, jerky thrusts driving pushing Beth over the edge again. After her pussy stopped spasming around him, Daryl was ready to explode. The last bit of logic he had remaining in his mind forced him to pull out of her, leaning his weight on his left arm, using his right to grasp his cock and pump it up and down, quickly, with such force, that he released all over her abdomen. He leaned back on his heels and pulled the bandana from his back pocket, using it to clean up the mess he had made.
When they were all dressed back up, and Beth had pulled the leaves and sticks out of her hair, they began walking back towards the prison. "Ain't ever takin' you huntin' again."
Beth nudged him playfully. "Don't act like you didn't enjoy yourself."
"Didn't say that...just would never get anythin' done."
The dialogue in this was so hard to write so I hope you guys ended up enjoying it! Thanks to my muses, you ladies know who you are ;)