When Carol woke she and Daryl were in a rather friendly position that had heat pooling low in her belly. She was laying atop him, crushed to his chest in only her tee-shirt and panties, the shirt having ridden up so his rough hands were pressed to her bare back, dragging down her skin as he shifted. One leg was between both of his, thigh rubbing the hardening lump in his loose sweats.
" Hmn." She whimpered as his thigh pushed against her hot and needy core. " Daryl." She sucked in a sharp breath and tried to wake him, but he simply rolled over and began to thrust against her lazily. She blushed, biting her lip, hard.
" Mmm." He sighed happily, still asleep, face buried against her shoulder. When her body jerked beneath his, his eyes opened and his face flushed. " God, I'm sorry. I didn' mean ta-ta-ta, shit." He rolled off her and sat up, looking down at his feet, head in his hands. Daryl was breathing heavily, trying to calm his emotions.
" Don't worry Daryl. I know you were sleeping, it's alright." She groaned a little as she sat up and stretched before stumbling into the next room to check on Sophia. She rubbed her eye and yawned quietly. Carl was curled around her, both dressed and snoozing gently. She smiled a little, young love was a beautiful thing.
" How's she doin'?" Daryl asked, the girl having grown on him. He leant against the door, pants slung slow on his hips, exposing the barest hint of pubic hair, and his deep set hip bones. He twitched at the sight of Carl Grimes next to her, but simply tucked her in better, using his own blanket from their room to make sure they were both warm. The kid was alright, he supposed.
" C'mon, let's let them sleep." Carol and Daryl made their way to the door, freezing as their chests touched, faces inches apart. " I, um, I didn't mean to-" She was cut off when a hot mouth found her's, tongues and teeth clashing as a moan bubbled from her mouth to his. Daryl hadn't thought, he'd just moved, she was so close and he just, he couldn't help himself.
He stumbled out of her daughter's room, lips still mashing together and slammed her into the wall outside her own bedroom, gripping her ass hard to pull her up, bringing their mouths closer. Daryl's tongue was hot in her mouth, demanding and warm. She gave it a suck and the growl that passed in his chest had her trembling, hands tugging and pulling his hair.
" Nuuh woman, none of that. I'm not a pony, don't pull my hair." He had both wrists trapped above her head with one hand, his free one cautiously rubbing and squeezing her breast, bringing loud, sharp noises from her. " Mmm, feels good?"
" God, yes." Carol gasped and then whimpered when his rough hand slipped under her shirt, tongue once again clashing with hers. This time it was his mouth she was tasting, and it had her toes curling. He bit her tongue, gently and gave it a good suck, lifting a moan from her. His rough palm was squeezing her supple breast, rubbing her hardened nipple with a scarred palm, pulling wonderful, soft noises from her.
" Mom?" She heard Sophia call and was quick to fix her shirt after Daryl sat her down, licking her now swollen lips. He smiled sheepishly at her, giving her another little kiss before scurrying off to clean his crossbow.
" Yeah honey?" Carol asked, leaning against the door to Sophia's room. " Morning Carl. I trust you slept well." Her eyes narrowed slightly. She was trying to make him squirm, but a smile was settled firmly on her lips, signifying she didn't mean it.
" I slept fine Carol, thank you." He sat up, fixing his shirt before wrapping an arm around Sophia's shoulder, looking a tad nervous. He was tempted to go check in on his parents, but Phia was leaning against him and he wouldn't chicken out on her.
" I thought I heard you in the hall, just wanted to make sure you were up." Sophia grinned and gently unwound herself from Carl so she could hug her mother. " I love you momma."
" I love you too baby, now go on, get dressed and wash up for breakfast. And you Carl, go tell your poor daddy I'll take the baby and he needs to get some more sleep." She smiled, ruffling his hair as he put on his shoes and his fathers hat with a little grin.
" Yes ma'am I sure will, long as Michonne is wearing some kind a something," He chuckled, kissed Sophia's cheek and went to get baby Judith, his footsteps fading into silence.
" Get ready for breakfast while I go get dressed." Carol nudged Sophia back into her room and returned to her own, the door clicking shut behind her.