Beth watched Daryl from the couch in their unit as he searched for clean clothes. His bare back exposed for her to see and it dawned on her he'd never been nervous about her seeing his scars. She could remember times back on the farm and at the prison he made it a mission to stay hidden any time he had to remove his shirt, but when they made it to the river the first time he had no problem stripping down to his boxers and letting her get a good view of his body. "Daryl?" She called, placing an arm behind her head to prop herself up to see him better.
Daryl spun around at her voice, running his eyes down her slim body stretched out on the sofa. She was too cute for her own good, even with a small butterfly stitch across her chin. He grinned and walked over with a white T-shirt in his hand. "Ya alright?" He asked. They'd only been back there long enough for him to patch her up and he hoped she wasn't in any pain.
She gave him a nod. "Just wanted to ask you something."
Daryl moved to sit on the floor beside the couch, tossing the shirt over his shoulder for now. "What is it?" He took her hand and kissed her knuckles. It still amazed him at how much he loved to touch her. He'd never been the romantic type or nice to most people for that matter, but he enjoyed being this way with her. It made him feel good to see her light up at the little things he did.
Beth smiled and shifted a bit higher on the couch, letting him hold her hand. "Why doesn't it bother you to let me see your scars?"
Daryl's eyes darted to the side in her direction for a second and then dropped to the floor, a hand coming up to pull at the hair on his chin. "I dunno." He responded with a shrug.
"I know you don't like to talk about your past...that's not why I'm asking. Just noticed you never tried to hide them from me like everyone else. Wasn't sure if their was a reason..." She idly played with his fingers while she spoke.
He took a moment to really think about it. "Guess it's cus ya ain't got a mean bone in yer body. Never was afraid you'd look at me funny or start with the questions like most people do." He lifted his eyes to look at her. "Even back on the farm...ya always made me feel...well, different. Had ta avoid ya whenever I could though." He chuckled then. "Didn't want ta get myself in trouble with all the things I caught myself thinkin' 'bout."
Beth leaned forward and kissed his shoulder. "I still wanna know all these things you used to think about." She told him devilishly.
"Maybe one day I'll tell ya." He teased and gave her a quick kiss before standing. "Right now I gotta go fix the fence and make sure no more assholes show up."
That's when Beth frowned, having momentarily forgotten what they just endued. "Are we going to stay here?" She still worried the rest of Joe and Len's group would come looking for their them when they never returned.
Daryl put his shirt on and grabbed his vest. "Do you wanna?" He asked. They pretty much had it made when it came to supplies and shelter, but if she didn't feel safe he wouldn't make her stay.
Beth bit her lip and sat up, looking around at all they had. "I think it might be possible other people will start getting the same idea as us and want what we have here...or worse..." She really didn't want to be anywhere else at the moment. Her and Daryl had shared so much in the short time they spent there and she'd be a little sad to let it go, but right now it was dangerous with the possibility of Joe's group looking for them.
Daryl sighed. "We'll talk about it more when I get back." He picked up his bow and walked over to her, kneeling to cup her face. "Gonna be alright alone for a little bit?" He didn't like the idea of leaving her, but she needed to rest.
She gave him a nod and shut her eyes, leaning into his touch. She always hated this part, when he would leave to hunt or do the rounds, but she knew he'd come back. He always came back.
He kissed her forehead and left without a word. Beth didn't do goodbyes and he learned over time to just go about it in silence when it came to him leaving. It seemed easier on her, but always made his stomach tighten uncomfortably to just walk away with nothing. Ever since the night in the trunk his emotions had been taking him for one hell of a ride and it was hard to accept the fact another person could make him feel so complete, yet so confused all at once.
Pushing those feelings aside for now, he set out to find how Joe and Len managed to enter the gated area. The top part of the fences were mostly covered in barbed wire and not that easy to climb over, so he figured his best option at the moment was to search for where the fence could of been cut. It didn't take him long to find the hole either.
After running a rope through the links and adding a few zip ties, he secured the fence enough to keep the Walkers out. He knew it wouldn't hold out the living, but they would at least be safe for the night if any stragglers of the dead decided to fall against it. If they planned on staying for a long period of time he'd come back and re-enforce it later.
Next he went to where him and Beth were attacked to properly dispose of the assholes. Thankfully neither one of them had reanimated during their absence and he quickly pierced both their brains to prevent that from happening. They had gotten off easy in his opinion, wishing he could kill them over and over to help release some of his frustration, especially the sick fuck who put his hands all over Beth.
Since he couldn't possibly kill him again he settled on kicking the bastards lifeless body a couple of times before sliding it over into a ditch along with his former partner. Normally he'd burn them to keep the Walkers from getting excited over the smell, but he didn't want to draw anymore attention to their whereabouts at the moment, not until they decided on their next move. For now he was going to let them sit there and rot.
When the sun started to set he did one last round of the perimeter and gathered his things before returning to their unit. He had to chuckle when he realized all he wanted to do when he got back was cuddle up with Beth in a blanket and go to sleep. No person in his entire life ever had power over his emotions like she did and it amazed him. All she had to do was say the word and he'd drop what he was doing in a heartbeat to give her anything she wanted. It may of been a rough start at first, with him holding back and refusing to accept what was already there, but he knew now he could never go back to avoiding her. Not after getting a taste of how she made him feel.
For some reason he started thinking of Merle and what he would say about the situation. Calling him a stupid fuck for ever letting a woman get her claws in so deep, telling him he was pussy whipped and handing his balls over on a silver platter. Merle never was one to think about actually trying to settle down with just one woman and Daryl could only assume his brother would of never been accepting of him doing it either. Hell Daryl didn't even know what they were. If they were a couple or how any of that worked. All he knew was at that moment Beth was his everything and even though he may of taken a lot longer than most to accept his feelings, he was slowly learning what having someone care about him felt like and he didn't want that to go away. He'd tell her one day when he built up the confidence that he was pretty sure he loved her, but for now he was going to leave it alone. It was still something he was slowly adjusting to and it didn't need to be rushed.
With a sigh Daryl ran a hand through his hair and almost jumped out of his skin when a tail wagging dog greeted him at the opening of their unit. He'd already drawn his bow ready to shoot the thing when Beth came running up behind it.
"Don't kill her!" Beth yelled, bending down to grab a hold of the dog's collar.
Daryl lifted his hand to show he meant no harm and lowered his weapon. "Ain't gonna kill it." He stepped back and went to set his things on top of the dresser before flopping onto the couch. "Just didn't expect some damn mutt ta come runnin' at me. The fucks it doin' in here anyway?"
Beth shot him a glare, not appreciating his tone and wrapped her arms around the dog who was currently trying to sniff her face. "She isn't an 'it' Daryl and she came in here while I was laying down. Walked right up to me and licked my hand." She smiled then, petting the dog's head. "Scared me to death at first since I didn't see her come over." Beth had been on the edge of falling asleep when she felt the slobber on her hand, thinking a Walker was trying to eat her and almost had a heart attack until she realized it was the dog. "But shes sweet and seems smart."
Daryl watched the way Beth piratically beamed over the dog, the same stupid dog that nearly got them killed and it didn't settle well with him. "So what now?"
Beth lifted her eyes to meet his. "We can't just leave her out there on her own."
"Sure we can." Daryl grumbled, rubbing a hand over his face.
Beth frowned as she scratched behind the dog's ear. "That's not very nice."
"S'not gonna be very nice when she barks or runs off and attracts Walkers to us neither. We gotta be smart 'bout this." He sighed when she got up and came to sit in his lap, straddling his hips and giving him the cutest damn look he'd ever seen. He knew then it was game over. No matter what he said now she was going to get her way.
Beth reached out to place a hand on his cheek. "Give her three days."
Daryl shut his eyes and turned his head to kiss her palm. "We still gotta figure out if we're stayin' here or not."
She smiled and leaned forward, barely touching his lips with hers. "Three days. We'll go through the rest of the storage units and gather what we need then move on." She slid her free hand down his chest and rocked her body against him as she spoke.
Daryl groaned and rubbed his hands up her thighs to grab her hips. "This ain't fair." He whined. Knowing what she was doing and his body was already responding exactly how she wanted.
Beth smirked. "I dunno what you're talking about." She teased, nipping his lower lip.
Daryl's hands found their way under her shirt and glided them up her back to pull her against his chest, claiming her lips properly. He took his time to kiss her slow and sweet just for a moment.
After that he forced himself to try one more time to think rationally before giving in. He dug his fingers into the skin at her hips and moved her to sit beside him gently. Having her in his lap was too much of a distraction and this was something they really needed to discuss.
"I'm serious Beth." He started. "Ya really need ta think 'bout this. We gotta consider how to provide for her and ourselves, along with keepin' her ass quiet when we travel. Speakin' of we also need ta figure out where the hell we're headin' once we leave here."
Beth pouted when he moved her. "I have thought about it. There was a unit we went through a few days ago that had a ton of things for a dog and as for her keeping quiet and seeing how she behaves...well that's why we give her a trial period. Plus dog food is a lot easier to come by than food for ourselves now a days." She had moved from beside Daryl while she was talking and placed herself on her knees between his legs, resting her elbows on his thighs looking up at him.
Daryl watched her move and knew she was probably up to no good, but let her go with it. He honestly found it a little amusing. "Have ya forgotten she used to belong to the assholes that tried ta kill us?" He asked, sliding his hands up her arms to rest at her shoulders.
Her forehead crinkled at the reminder. "That's not her fault..." She was still upset about the whole incident, but wasn't going to hold it against a defenseless animal that happened to have shitty owners.
"Just don't feel right." Daryl admitted, grabbing Beth's hand when it drifted up to his belt buckle. "No." He scolded half hearted.
Beth just smirked and wiggled her hand free, undoing his belt and quickly popping the button on his jeans. "It's just three days Daryl. If it doesn't work then we'll figure out what to do with her when the time comes."
Daryl huffed and let her go without a struggle, curious to see where this was going, but at the same time still trying to keep a level head. "Fine, but I don't want no lip or tears if we have ta leave her ass behind." He growled then when she pulled his zipper down. "The fuck ya tryin' ta do anyhow?"
"I wanted to try something." She told him and curled her fingers around the belt loops at his hips.
"And ya had ta pick right now ta do it?" He asked, reaching down to grab her wrists gently when she tugged at the material. "I already agreed ta ya little trial, ya don't have ta keep tryin' ta distract me."
"I'm not trying to distract you anymore. I actually want to try this and from the looks of it..." She paused to squeeze his very present hard on through his pants. "You're at least interested." She pointed out with a grin.
Daryl groaned and bucked against her hand. "Yer the Devil ya know that?" He said with a chuckle and let one of her wrist go to brush a strand of hair behind her ear, already completely lost to her. "What is it ya wanna do?"
"Lift your hips." She said, still tugging at his jeans and pulled them, along with his boxers to his ankles when he finally let her. When she straightened up right again she got a full view of his erection and started to blush. They hadn't done anything else since she lost her virginity and in the dim candle light she was never able to actually see that part of him clearly. Now that she was able to fully enjoy the sight, he already had her panting.
Daryl cleared his throat nervously at her reaction and was tempted to cover himself when she let her eyes linger, suddenly feeling shy.
"Take your shirt off." She instructed and wrapped her tiny hand around his length, getting a hiss from him in return as he let his shirt fall beside him on the couch.
"Now what?" He asked, enjoying this confident side of her, even though he wasn't used to being stared at. He knew she wasn't experienced and everything she was doing right then was testing the waters, but he liked she was willing to try new things. He wanted her to feel comfortable in moments like these, to know he wasn't going to judge her just because she'd never done it before and that he'd help guide her along if she needed it.
"Sit back." She said with a smile, her cheeks still pink with embarrassment. She really had no idea what she was doing, but from what she'd heard from her old friends, guys liked this and she wanted to make him feel good.
Daryl jerked uncontrollably when she leaned forward and teased his cock with her tongue, swirling it around the tip delicately before sucking on just the head. Throughout everything with her on the floor in front of him like she was, he knew what was coming, but still found himself surprised.
"Beth..." He gasped, tangling his fingers into her long curls carefully to pull her away.
A look of confusion spread across her face as she looked up at him. "You don't like this?" She asked, starting to doubt herself.
Daryl was quick to correct his reason for stopping her. "No...that's not it at all." There were only two times he could remember that he ever let a woman go down on him and he couldn't lie and say he didn't enjoy it, but in the back of his mind he always saw it as a little degrading. Merle and his dead beat friends used to talk about it in such a way that Daryl really never considered ever wanting it to happen. Calling those women dirty sluts and making them feel like they had to do it, like the men had control over them in some way. It wasn't that the women he'd been with in the past were great choices to start with, but he was decent enough to not make them feel like complete shit. "Just don't want ya ta do it because ya feel like ya have ta."
"I'm doing it because I want to." She said, tightening her fingers around him a bit more. "Now hush." She scolded playfully, dipping her head to nip at him, which caused him to moan.
Taking in a deep breath she opened her mouth and took him in as far as she could, sucking lightly as she pulled her head back up, continuing to tease him with her tongue with each suck. She repeated this motion several times, moaning around him when he'd twitch or gasp, sending a vibration through him that made his stomach tighten.
"Sure ya ain't never done this before?" He asked with a grunt, moving a hand down to cup her cheek as she worked him. She shook her head, a smile creeping in the corners of her mouth. She already had him shaking and he didn't want to finish this way. "Ya gonna have ta stop..." He said breathless, on the verge of not being able to control himself.
Beth lifted her head enough to speak. "Why?" She asked, her hand still lazily stroking him.
Daryl leaned forward and shifted her to stand. "Take ya clothes off." He demanded and while she did that he took the time to remove his boots and the rest of his clothes, pushing them over to the side.
He reached out and grabbed her hips when she was completely naked, sliding his hands around to caress her ass before pulling her back into his lap. "Why ya gotta be so perfect?" He asked with a groan, dipping his head to kiss her neck.
Beth let her head fall back, giving him better access and smiled. "I could ask you the same thing."
Daryl chuckled and sucked the skin just below her ear. "Ya fuckin' beautiful ya know that?" He whispered, moving a hand to stroke her cheek lovingly.
Beth blushed and placed her hand over his. "I think you told me once before." She said, still amazed he allowed her to see this side of him, to be this close. Back when she used to day dream about him like this she never actually thought it would come true and now she couldn't be happier.
"Best get used ta hearin' it." He said and reached between them to see if she was wet. When his finger passed over her folds he was instantly greeted with her flood of arousal and couldn't help but groan. Something about her being that turned on just from sucking on his cock made him want her even more.
Beth rocked against his hand and moaned softly at his touch, reaching out to grab a hold of his shoulder when he started spreading her wetness around and needed her to lift her hips higher. She understood now what he wanted her to do when he gripped the base of his hard on and felt her heart beat quicken. There really wasn't any reason for her to be nervous since they'd already had sex, but she still worried she might do something he didn't like.
Daryl helped move her to where his tip was teasing her entrance and she slowly inched herself down on him carefully until he was completely inside her. They both took a moment to let her adjust to being filled and to also catch their breath since they were both already panting. The pain of him stretching her was still there at first, but soon subsided each time she lifted her hips and sank back down on him, her legs shaking helplessly.
Daryl leaned forward to catch a nipple in his mouth as she moved on him and sucked gently, nibbling occasionally, which caused her to squeeze around his length in a way that made every part of his body tingle.
Beth continued to ride him, pulling his hair and kissing every part of his skin she could reach when he'd let her, planning to keep things slow since it was doing wonders to her body, but he had different plans. As soon a she felt his thumb on her clit she moaned loudly and thrust against him hard. Slamming her hips down against him almost painfully as a sudden orgasm tore through her.
Daryl didn't expect her to lose it that fast and had to bite his lip to hold back his own release while she rode out hers. The jerking and pulsing of her inner muscles around him ended up being too much and he could slowly feel himself building up his own orgasm. "Beth...I'm gonna cum." He groaned, hoping she would understand he didn't want to come inside her. She was lost in herself, caught up in the pleasure still running throughout her body and didn't hear single a word he said.
"Sweetheart..." He panted, feeling her press against him harder. "Move up." He begged, realizing then he was going to have to move her himself and lifted her off him right before he came.
Beth had no idea what was happening when Daryl suddenly pushed her away and opened her eyes just in time to see him stroking himself, shooting his load across his belly with the sexiest sound she'd ever heard rumbling from his chest. He gripped her hip with his free hand as she sat on his thighs and continued slowly running his hand up and down his length until he couldn't take it anymore.
"Damn woman...almost gave me a heart attack." He said, struggling to catch his breath as he stilled his hand. Just sitting there for a moment to collect himself.
Beth leaned over to grab his shirt from beside him and tossed it onto his stomach so he could clean himself off. "Sorry." She apologized, understanding how dangerous it could be for them if she accidentally got pregnant, they definitely weren't prepared to handle something like that on their own.
"S'alright." He said, pulling her down against his chest once he removed the sticky substance from his skin. "We just gotta be careful." He kissed the side of her head and sighed. Enjoying having her in his lap all sweaty and glowing from sharing something so intimate with her. They really did fit well together and he sometimes wondered if it was fate things ended up the way they did.