The Signs Are All There Chapter 8: One Night Stand, a walking dead fanfic

The song this one shot is based on is 'Get Me Some Of That' by Thomas Rhett.

Yeah girl, been diggin' on you
Sippin' on drink number two
Tryin' to come up with somethin' smooth
And waitin' on the right time to make my move
But I just can't wait no more
Can't let you slip out that door
Prettiest thing I ever seen before
Got me spinnin' around, I ain't even on the dance floor

Daryl had been watching her for about a half hour now, still not quite sure how to approach the beautiful blonde woman who was out having a good time with her friends. When he had walked in to the crowded bar, buzzing with life, his eyes were immediately drawn to her. Pale skin, a smile that lit up the room, and those bright blue eyes that a man could fall in love with. He took another sip of his second Jack and Coke, watching as she made her way onto the dance floor, pulling a friend along with her. Obviously, this woman was out to have a good time, truly dancing like no one was watching as some horrid pop song blared through the low quality speakers.

You're shakin' that money maker, like a heart breaker, like your college major was
Twistin' and tearin' up Friday nights
Love the way you're wearin' those jeans so tight
I bet your kiss is a soul saver, my favorite flavor, want it now and later
I never seen nothin' that I wanted so bad
Girl, I gotta get me, gotta get me some of that
Yeah gotta get me some of that

She turned her back towards him and Daryl had to take a moment to appreciate the view of her ass in denim jeans that were so tight it looked like they had been painted on. His eyes were drawn to the sliver of skin exposed on her back as her tank top rode up, admiring her little dimples, and as she swirled her hips, he was sure he saw a glimpse of what looked to be a black lacy thong. He actually felt the need to discreetly adjust himself in his jeans. He was sure she was a wild one underneath that angelic appearance, really uninhibited and daring. He gulped the rest of his drink down, not paying any mind to the sweet burning taste it left behind. He hoped the alcohol would do it's job, giving him the liquid courage he needed so by the end of the night, he would have her.

Little more what you doin' right there
Swingin' your hips and slingin' your hair
Side to side with your drink in the air
Lord have mercy now girl I swear
Gotta get your number in my phone
Gotta get me some of of you alone
We can worry 'bout it later on
Right now keep makin' this my favorite song

The woman knew how to have a good time apparently, as her and her friend danced facing each other. She had her hand above her head, holding the longneck bottle of domestic beer, her movements surely making it foam. That long golden hair was all over the place as she moved her head around to the beat of the music. He wanted to see those same locks wrapped around his fist or sprawled across his sheets. The way her hips were moving back and worth was hypnotizing. Daryl couldn't wait to feel those cheeks underneath his hands. He had always had a thing for a nice ass. The music changed to an upbeat country song, one he was slightly familiar with, and the way she moved in time with the music was making it out to be his new favorite song.

When her eyes met his from across the room, she smirked, continuing her movements as she let him watch. Oh yes, she was most definitely interested. When the song finished, she laughed at something her friend said and then proceeded to down the rest of her frothy drink like a true southern woman, and set the empty bottle down on their table. She grabbed her purse and waved to her friends as they hooted and hollered after her. She was coming right towards him and Daryl wasn't about to back down. Reaching him, she just smiled, her face tinged pink from the activity and probably from the booze. Daryl felt the alcohol coursing through his own veins as she leaned up to whisper in his ear, just loud enough to hear over the music, the close proximity overwhelming every one of his sense. "My place or yours?" She pulled back with a giggle.

As they walked, or stumbled, out of the bar to Daryl's truck, he questioned her. "You got a name?"

The blonde giggled, most likely at her own promiscuity. "It's Beth." She said just as they reached his old pick up.

Daryl was a true gentleman, so he walked her around to the passenger side, fully intent on opening the door for her and assisting her inside. Before reaching for the handle though, he spun her around so her back was pressed again the cool metal. He put his hands up, letting his palms rest against the top of the car, caging her in. Beth bit her lip as she looked up into those eyes, she could see firing dancing in them. "My name's Daryl, and you'll wanna remember that for later." She had no time to respond as he claimed her mouth, his tongue immediately demanding entrance. As the slippery muscle slipped into her own mouth, Beth couldn't help but moan. He tasted like whiskey and cigarettes. He quickly pulled away, sticking to his plan of getting her riled up and leaving her wanting more.

In my ride, by my side, down the highway

On the road, Beth gave Daryl directions towards her house, as she slid across the bench seat to be closer to him. "You know, you should really be wearin' a seat belt."

Beth turned her body to face him and he lifted his arm, draping it over the seat behind her. "That's no fun." Her mouth went to his neck, roughly sucking the tender skin. Her small hand went to his thigh and squeezed before trailing it up, applying pressure with her nails. When the hand reached it's destination, Beth bit his neck, feeling his well endowed hardened member underneath the heavy fabric of his pants. It made her feel eager, and definitely impatient. Daryl had a little smirk on his face as she palmed his dick, but on the inside he was going insane. He wondered how much faster the old truck could go, because pretty soon he was going to have to pull off to the side of the road to get a taste of her. "Hurry up." Her lips had left his neck and he pressed his foot down a little harder on the pedal to try and comply with her demand. He just prayed, not wanting a cop to pull them over as Beth's fingers unzipped his fly, leaving the button done. Her hand slipped inside, her own skin making contact with his hot smooth cock. Beth was pleased to find out he had not worn any underwear. Daryl's knuckles went white as she gripped his length in her hands, not going easy on the pressure.

"Fuck, Beth." She giggled into his ear at his words, thoroughly enjoying that she could push this man's buttons, as she let her hands explore his sensitive skin. Her nails scraped against the patch of hair, and she let her fingertips trail down to gently scratch against his balls. She heard a moan escape from his mouth and immediately she felt her pussy get even wetter.

In the dark, in my arms, in your driveway
All because of that smile you threw my way

Pulling into Beth's driveway, Daryl threw the truck into park and shut it off. He turned his body slightly towards hers and grabbed her face with both hands, roughly kissing her with her hand still buried inside of his jeans. He pushed his hips against her, making her squeeze his cock a little harder. In response, Daryl buried his hands in her hair, finally getting to feel the strands in his fists. Beth's free hand drifted up to his chest and pushed against him, both of them panting as their mouths were separated. "Inside. Now."

Beth fumbled with her keys as she unlocked the front door, and she reached behind her to grab Daryl by his shirt and pull him into the house. He couldn't help but smirk at her impatience as she threw the front door shut and then literally pounced. Daryl stumbled a little as the tiny woman jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist as he caught her underneath her thighs. Her arms wound around his neck as she leaned in to kiss him, probing her tongue between his lips. Daryl started walking further into the house as their tongues battled for dominance. He bumped into a table, almost knocking a lamp over making Beth pull away to giggle again. "Down the hall, the door on the end."

They locked lips once again, Daryl with one eye open as he navigated the small home. Beth wasn't making it any easier for him as she ground her pelvis down on him, her body craving the friction to soothe the throbbing ache between her thighs. Her tongue retreated into her mouth and she sucked his bottom lip in and bit down on it, very hard. Daryl winced but his cock jumped at her rough treatment. If she wanted to play it like that, he could too. Reaching the closed door to the bedroom, he slammed her against it, her head knocking back slightly to hit it. Daryl's mouth went to her neck, putting the skin between his teeth and clamping down, marking her. She threw her head back, as much as the door would allow, and dug her nails into his shoulders while moaning loudly.

His hand moved from underneath her leg to the doorknob, quickly twisting it open, making them almost fall into the room. He regained his footing and walked towards the bed, giving her ass a squeeze before dropping her onto it. The fall made her bounce slightly as she hit the mattress. She scooted back as Daryl crawled onto the bed on top of her. His hands immediately going to her black wifebeater, and pushing it up, revealing her flat stomach. She lifted her upper body off the bed, allowing Daryl to completely pull the shirt off. Once the fabric was thrown aside, his hands moved around to her back, unclasping the her little black bra and pulling it off her arms. When her breasts were bared to him, he held his breath. The pale globes were perky, just enough for a handful, and her rosy nipples were hard, pointing straight at him. He wanted to immediately latch on with his mouth but Beth's hands started tugging at his own shirt so he quickly moved his hand to the neckline behind him and pulled it off, throwing it to the ground where the other discarded clothes were piling up. She put her hands on his lower stomach and ran them up his chest, feeling his hot flesh beneath her fingers.

Daryl ducked his head down to her breasts, flicking his tongue over her nub leaving behind a wet warm trail of saliva behind, the cool air hitting her skin made her nipples even harder. His hand made it's way to her other breast, not wanting to leave it unattended. He pinched and rolled the nerve filled tissue between his calloused fingers as he simultaneously bit down on the one his mouth had captured, making Beth buck her hips up towards him. When he was sure her breasts would be bruised the next day, Daryl pulled back and stood up off the bed while his hands moved to the button of those tight little jeans she was wearing. Quickly undoing them, he pulled them down her legs, along with the black lacy thong, discarding them to the side. He could see that her pussy was shaved, and when she put her knees up and allowed her legs to fall open, revealing her glistening folds to his lust filled eyes. While he was up, Daryl unbuttoned his own pants, still unzipped from earlier, and allowed them to hit the floor. Stepping forward, he put his knees on the bed and moved his head between her legs. If he would have taken the time to look up at Beth's face, he would have seen her looking at him through hooded eyes, her mouth slightly open as she watched the fine specimen immediately get to work. He put a hand on her knee and moved it up her leg until his fingers were able to graze her lips, dipping in to her opening to gather up her juices for lubrication. Moving the wet finger up to her clit, he pushed down with firm pressure, but apparently not hard enough as Beth pushed against him, begging for more.

Removing his finger, Beth whined, but Daryl quickly placed his mouth over the bundle of nerves, tasting how sweet she really was. Sucking her clit between his teeth, he sucked until Beth was bucking up against his mouth. He didn't want her to cum just yet though so he pulled away a little bit, allowing his hot breath to hit her skin. He inserted two fingers into her tight hole, making Beth yell out in pleasure as he was able to feel every bit her warm velvety canal. He curled his fingers up, hitting that special spot inside of her, and Beth bit her lip so hard she was sure she tasted blood.

Daryl was driving her insane, repeatedly bringing her to the edge with his fingers before her pulling back, and Beth had just about had enough of his teasing ways. She was getting ready to tell him to fuck her when he put his mouth back down, allowing his tongue to lick all the way from her hole back up to her clit, sucking on it and rubbing it harshly with his tongue. He wound one arm up around her thigh, his fingers splaying out across her hip, holding her in place as his free hand moved to her opening, once again gather up her abundant juices on a couple of his fingers. She was ready for him to plunge into her again when they started moving down and began probing at another much tighter opening. He pulled his mouth away only for a moment to tell her to relax before putting his tongue back to work. His wet fingers pushed against her puckered hole, and Beth let out a deep breath as the single digit pushed past the tight ring and was sucked inside. Even with just one, Beth felt impossibly full. She was no stranger to anal but she felt that every time felt like the first time.

Daryl lapped at her pussy while his finger moved in and out of her ass, and when he felt like she could take it, he added another finger. Beth was moving her hips against his mouth and hand, and the sounds coming from her made his dick feel like it was going to explode. She weaved her fingers into his hair, not shy about showing him what she wanted as she pushed him against her pussy even harder.

Yeah girl you got a way of
Shakin' that money maker, like a heart breaker, like your college major was
Twistin' and tearin' up Friday nights
Love the way you're wearin' those jeans so tight
I bet your kiss is a soul saver, my favorite flavor, want it now and later
I never seen nothin' I wanted so bad
Daryl knew she was very close to losing it when her legs started to shake and he felt her tighten around his fingers while her hands gripped the sheets. Sucking the clit inside his mouth harder, Beth screamed and ground her hips in a circular motion against his mouth. He stuck his tongue out wanting to get every last drop of her, like it was water and he was a man dying of thirst. With a couple last bucks up towards his mouth, Beth's body slumped against the bed, her legs falling to the side. Daryl sat back on his heels, pulling his fingers from her ass and wrapping them around his stiff cock, moving his hand up and down trying to settle his body some. At this point, he wasn't very confident that he could penetrate her and not cum immediately like a virginal teenager. Looking into her half closed eyes, unspoken words passed between them. While she might have been exhausted, Beth still very much wanted to feel him inside of her.

Running his hand over her smooth pussy, Beth flinched from being so sensitive, like anything could make her lose control again in a second. "Turn over." His voice came out rough as Beth did as she was told and flipped over onto her stomach, getting up on to her knees, displaying that beautiful round ass to him. Daryl ran a hand over it as he leaned forward, rubbing the head of his dick up and down her slit, teasing her just enough before sliding inside slowly. Beth let out a moan as Daryl groaned behind her. The wet heat felt like heaven, and at this angle, he was hitting all the right places inside of her. Her hands once again fisted into the bedding as Daryl gripped her hips tightly. He stayed still inside of her for a few seconds and when she couldn't take anymore, Beth moved her hips forward and pushed back against him. Moving a hand to her lower back, Daryl kept her in place as he pulled back and slammed back into her, making a yelp escape from her. He repeated his actions, forceful and calculated before Beth whined at him.

"Faster." The single word turned him on even more, so the only thing he could do was obey her command. He brutally pounded into her over and over again, a loud "Ah!" falling from her mouth with each thrust.

When Daryl felt like he was getting close, he pulled out of her, wanting another chance at her ass before the night was over. Flipping her back over, Daryl pushed her legs up and aligned himself with her back entrance. Pushing inside, Beth squeezed her eyes shut, feeling a slight pain before he slide inside and then she reveled in the feeling of fullness that overwhelmed her. She moved her feet up to rest on his shoulders and he knew he wouldn't last long like this so he moved a hand back down to that silky pussy, using his thumb to hastily massage her clit. He jerkily bucked his hips in and out of her at a rapid rate.

Beth came undone again as she released the sheets and moved her hands to her nipples to pinch them as she came again. Her legs seized up and her whole body clenched, that along with the sight of her playing with her own breasts pushed Daryl over the edge with her. With a few spurts of white hot liquid, he was spent. Beth allowed her legs to fall back down to the bed as Daryl pulled out of her and rolled off to the side, both of them desperately trying to catch their breath. She rolled over and threw her leg over him, snuggling into his body as Daryl wrapped an arm around her. Both of them, completely exhausted, fell asleep quickly.

Girl, I gotta get me, gotta get me some of that
Gotta get me some of that

The next morning, Beth woke before Daryl did, in the same position that they had fallen asleep in the night before. She sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She was sure her hair looked like a bird's nest and that her make up was smeared all over her face, but she still reached over to nudge Daryl's still sleeping body. The movement awoke him with a yawn and he looked at the gorgeous blonde beside him. She smiled at him and spoke. "Come on, let's go take a shower before we have to pick up the kids at Maggie's."

Daryl sat up, chuckling at what they had done the night before. "We're gettin' pretty good at this whole role playing thing." He added a wink for good measure. Beth nodded, fully agreeing with him. After eight years of dating, six years of marriage, and two kids later, they still able to act like they were a couple of hormone fueled youths having a one night stand, that original passion never having left.

BOOM. What did you think? Were you expecting that? I hope not because I was really proud of myself for coming up with something like this ;) Let me know what you thought!