AN: Final chapter! Thank you to everyone for your support. I love you guys. Read on!
They had barely made it ten steps beyond the door of the common room when Carol attacked, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck and bringing her lips to his with a furious passion, his tongue almost immediately meeting hers as they explored each other, somehow managing to keep moving towards the cell block as they lost themselves in their desires. Carol pulled him towards her cell, but he broke away from her assault just long enough to gasp out a few words. "Not in there. I got plans for you and ain't nobody needs to hear you but me." He reached down and, still mindful of her bruises, lifted her gently up so that her legs wrapped around his waist. Her lips moved to suck and bite at his neck as he carried her back to their secret room. Well, it wasn't a secret anymore, but he knew that no one was going to come looking for them tonight. And god help them if they did.
He had just managed to kick the door open before her lips were again on his, and he kissed her back heatedly, stroking her tongue with his own as his knees collided with the edge of the bed. He hadn't been lying when he said he had plans for her. He had no idea is this would be something she liked, he didn't even really know if he would, but goddamn it, he was willing to try anything with her. He sat down on the edge of the bed and gently unwrapped her legs from his waist.
She reluctantly pulled her lips from his as he guided her to stand in front of him. She was aching for his touch and all she wanted to do was climb back in his lap and kiss him until neither one could breathe, but when she saw the look in his eyes, she stopped herself. She knew this look all too well, having seen it many times in the last few days. Bossy Daryl, demanding Daryl. She hadn't been kidding when she told him that she liked it when he bossed her around, something about the love in his voice when he did it just sent shivers up her spine. She stood there, waiting to hear him speak.
He watched the way her body was trembling in anticipation and it only made him bolder. His voice was deep and low when finally spoke. "Carol, take your dress off. I wanna see every inch of you."
She smiled as she did what she was told, sliding the straps of her dress down her shoulders, one at a time and achingly slow. When her arms were free, she pushed the bodice down, exposing her red lace bra until it finally slid down over the swell of her breasts and the garment fell to the floor. She had never grabbed another pair of panties and she was now clad in nothing more than her bra and a smile as his hungry eyes looked deep into her own.
She didn't move, just waited to hear his next request. He didn't give one, he just stood and quickly removed his own clothes before reaching forward and undoing the clasp on the front of her bra. It was then that he spoke. "Take it off." It was quickly dropped to the floor along with her dress. She saw the fire his eyes now contained, it nearly knocked her backwards.
He scanned her body up and down, drinking in every single detail of the woman who was now his wife. He looked back at her face and saw that there was a small flicker of doubt in her blue eyes. He wasn't going to let her doubt a thing, not tonight, not ever if he could help it. He leaned forward and kissed her softly, breaking away only to spin her around and gently wrap his arms around her waist, pulling her naked body against his own, his throbbing erection now pressed firmly against her ass. She moaned softly at the contact and unconsciously pushed herself back against him. He knew what she wanted, but he wasn't ready yet. He brought his lips down to softly kiss her neck before brushing them against her earlobe and whispering. "Anybody ever told you how fucking beautiful you are?"
Her body stiffened, she didn't mind the fact that they were both exposed, it's not like it was the first time, and hell, they were married now. But his words caused her throat to tighten. At no point in her life had anyone ever used the word beautiful to describe her. Her parents had called her pretty, and Ed had once told her she was cute, but he had said it sarcastically after hitting her so hard she saw stars. She realized that he had actually said it to her once, when he had asked her to marry him. But right now, the way his breath ghosted over her skin as he nuzzled her neck softly, it was too much. She wanted to pull away and get closer all at the same time. She stood there in silence until he spoke again.
"You gonna answer me?"
She spoke softly. "No, no one has ever told me that, except you and then you called me a stubborn ass." she admitted, suddenly wishing that she had her dress back on.
He stopped sucking on a sensitive spot below her ear when he finally heard her words. "Well, people are fucking idiots. I'm a fucking idiot." He unwrapped his arms from her waist for a moment and gently spun her back around to face him. Her cheeks were red and her eyes wouldn't meet his. He reached up and tilted her chin, forcing her to look. "Don't you look away from me. I wanna tell you how gorgeous you are, I'm gonna."
She swallowed her discomfort and nodded. She couldn't help the whimper that escaped her lips when he leaned in and kissed her along the collarbone, his movements continuing as he placed soft kisses all over her neck, finally stopping as he moved to sit back down on the bed. She took a step forward and saw that his cock was now aching for contact. But he saw her looking and he stopped her before she could make another move.
"Not yet, I ain't done with you." he said as he gently grasped her hips and pulled her closer, placing her directly before him, positioned between his open legs, her breasts only inches away from his face. He looked up at her and saw that she was watching him intently, waiting for him to make the next move. He did, running his hands up her back, feeling her shiver as he darted his tongue out and, one at a time, flicked the tip of it across her hard pink nipples. His eyes never left hers as he whispered. "Fuckin' beautiful." He brought one of them back to his lips, nipping at it lightly, causing her to moan, before sucking it into his mouth to soothe the sting. He repeated the action on her other breast and by the time he was done her legs were shaking and she was breathing heavy. He took that at a sign and moved his lips down to her flat stomach. She was still covered in fading bruises and old scars and his kissed every one of them, paying special attention to the ones he had placed on her pale skin. When he had pressed his lips to every last one, he glanced back up at her and saw that a few tears had formed in her bright blue eyes. "Don't you cry woman, ain't no reason. Every one of those marks is a part of you, same as mine."
She smiled softly and blinked back her tears, only one managing to escape and slide down her cheek. He felt an urge and went with it, reaching his hand up and collecting the drop of moisture on his finger tip, only to bring it back down and slide it into his mouth, tasting the salt on his skin. She moaned softly as she watched him, and the sound just drove him. He removed the wet finger from his mouth and slid his hand down, his fingers entering her easily as she was already wet and waiting for him. He flexed his fingers experimentally and as one brushed over a spot inside of her that felt somewhat rougher that the rest, he felt her clench around him as she cried out. He watched her face as he continued to rub his fingertips over the area, stopping only to occasionally thrust them deeper inside of her tight core.
She was biting her lip and whispering his name, but she never looked away until she had finally had enough. Her muscles tightened around his fingers one last time as she came, her release pulsing through her as she felt a gush of warmth between her legs. She felt so weak and she would have collapsed to the floor, but Daryl had gently wrapped his free arm around her waist and was supporting her as he continued to tease her, his slick fingers now working furiously against her clit. She was already in a daze, overly sensitive and aching, but he didn't stop, not even when she cried out. "Daryl, oh my god, I can't take much more!" He just bit his lip in determination and continued his movements, feeling her shake as she screamed, a second orgasm flooding her body with sensation. He moved his hand from her heat, holding her until she came down from the cloud she was quite obviously on. Every cell in her body was screaming for rest, she was lightheaded and not in a bad way, not from her sickness, but from the overload on her nerves. But Daryl never released her, he just scooted himself a little closer to the edge of the bed and closed his legs, guiding her body so that when she finally sat, her ass was resting on his knees
He could feel just how relaxed she was, it was no effort at all to move her. Her gaze was still hazy, but when she started to come around, her eyes locked onto his, a look of awe and love contained in the bright blue orbs. She was still panting and when she finally gathered enough air to speak, it was in a voice barely louder than a whisper.
"That was… so…oh my…fucking…incredible."
He couldn't help but smile as he thought back to their encounter in the shower, the way he had stuttered out his words after it was over. Now she was the one who had come undone and he couldn't help but feel a little proud of himself for causing that reaction. Still, he had to ask. He knew that he was blushing as he spoke. "Was that good? I mean, I ain't never really, you know, like that before."
She laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her forehead against his. "That was more erotic than anything I have ever felt, seen, read about, or dreamed of. It was perfect." She pulled her head from his and glanced down to see that his poor neglected cock was practically screaming out for her touch. She started to inch her hand towards it, but he grabbed her, silently cursing himself when he realized that the hand that he gripped hers with was the one that had just been inside of her. Maybe she wouldn't notice. "Carol, I told you before, I ain't done with you yet. Just wait."
She glanced down at the hand on hers and saw that his fingers were still wet. She didn't know where the urge came from, but she wasn't about to question it, not tonight. She lifted it upwards and watched him closely as she parted her lips and sucked his middle finger into her mouth, practically moaning as she tasted herself on his rough skin. He closed his eyes at the feeling and when they opened back up, they contained a fire that lit her skin up in flames. "Fuck it. Stand up and turn around." He commanded.
She did as she was told, quickly jumping up from his lap and turning her back to him. He placed his hands on her hips, not hard like she was expecting, but softly, like he was still determined that he was not going to put another mark on her. His voice however, was rough as he spoke. "You remember before, you told me I couldn't beat your ass, but other things were an option. I don't want nothin' weird, but I wanna feel it against me while I make love to you. Is that okay?"
She had barely managed to squeak out a yes when he was pulling her back down into his lap, entering her in one swift motion. For a moment they didn't move, he was buried inside of her and the heat, the tightness was almost too much to take. He took a few deep breaths and lifted her slightly, the sheer friction of the movement nearly making him come on the spot. "Shit, Carol, I don't think this is gonna last very long. I'm sorry." he said, wrapping his arms around her waist and pressing his cheek to her bare back.
"Daryl, it's okay. I'm so sensitive it isn't going to take much to send me flying back over the edge. Anyway, it's my turn to make you feel good."
With that said, she opened her legs a bit wider, bracing herself as she slowly rolled her hips against him. His arms tightened slightly around her as he groaned. He broke one hand free from his grasp on her waist and moved it down to her clit, which was still a hard little nub. He barely touched it when he felt her walls clench around him and heard her whimper. Her movements sped up, as did his. He held himself back from the edge, wanting to reach it with her. He wished for a moment that he could see her face, but the view he had was nearly as good. He looked down and watched her ass as it slid up and down his stomach while she rode him, each thrust driving him closer and closer to his release. He rolled her clit between his fingers one last time and her hips jerked up and slammed back down as she cried out. He felt her orgasm hit her and he finally let go, clutching her body tightly as he allowed his release to fill her.
They were both trembling, lost in the afterglow as he lifted her from his lap and hauled her up onto the bed next to him. She looked completely exhausted, but she was smiling. Her eyes were focused on him and when she found the strength to move, she leaned in and kissed him, soft and lingering. When she pulled away, she had a strange look on her face. "Daryl, I know I asked you this once before, but are you sure that I'm awake right now? Because I'm pretty damn sure this isn't real. This whole situation is too bizarre, too perfect. Less than a week ago, I was lying in my cell, alone, wondering when I was going to die. Now, I'm miraculously going to live, you finally told me you loved me, we got married, and I just had the most mind blowing, fantastic sex of my life. This is a dream, right? I'm going to wake up soon and you're going to be out in the perch and I'm still going to have cancer, right?" she asked, completely serious.
He only laughed as he moved back in the bed and dragged her back to lay next to him. "Carol, don't make me pinch you. We just did all that and I'm pretty sure I didn't leave any more bruises. Don't make me start now." he said as he wrapped his arms around her waist, her back to him as he pulled her closer and settled his chin in the crook of her neck.
She sighed as she snuggled her body closer to his. "I know that this is real, but still, I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. Things like this don't happen to me. They just don't." she admitted, her voice quiet.
"They don't happen to me either. If someone had told me a week ago that this was any of this shit was gonna happen, I'd have thought they were fucking nuts. But, I guess they're right. Everything happens for a reason. Maybe the reason for all the bad shit in our lives was so we could appreciate the good. I love you, Carol. Now go to sleep, you still need to be resting and if I don't go hunting tomorrow, then we're all gonna starve." He felt her warm body begin to relax and he pulled the covers over them as he heard her whisper into the darkness.
"Fine, I'm going to sleep, but just in case we're both wrong and this really is a dream, I just wanted to tell you , I have never loved another person the way that I love you. You're mean and crude and sometimes you can be a real asshole. But underneath all of that, there is this amazing man, and I still can't quite believe that he's mine. I love you Daryl. I always will, no matter what." she said, her voice fading into a whisper as she let her exhaustion take her.
Her words replayed in his head as he started to drift off. After everything that had happened between them, he knew that she was wrong. This wasn't a dream, this was real, the beginning of their lives together. It didn't matter how they got to this point. They were here now and nothing on this earth could change that. In the end, their two damaged souls had finally become one.
Daryl and Carol are truly together and all is right with the world. You know, except for the fact that's it's still the zombie apocalypse. I may expand upon this particular universe a bit more later on, maybe do a story about Rick and Michonne or Beth and her own personal McDreamy, but this specific story has reached it's end. I have a few new stories in the works right now, different styles than this one, but I'm always open to suggestions. If there is something that you would like to see, PM me and let me know. Thanks for reading and please review. I truly love hearing what you think.
xoxoxo Bekah xoxoxo