Mostly Carphia smut in this chapter. I will mark the smut off with lines, so if it isn't your thing, skip it. Neither of them are legal adults, so it isn't stachatory or anything.
Dale had an RV full of people, very little gas, a duck taped fuel pump and a heart full of loss. Daryl's bike was strapped to the back of the RV, to save gas, and he was piled into the RV with Sophia, Daryl, Carl, Judith, Beth, T-Dog, Michonne, Rick, Andrea hadn't made it, Maggie, still pregnant and now sobbing into Merle's jacket, Hershel and Glenn. So, all in all, fourteen of the original group, plus a few extra Woodbury people. They were very, very tight on space, but they could only manage to take the RV and a small church van, stuffed full of Woodbury folks. The ride was hot and uncomfortable, but they were survivors and were use to the close quarters.
Dale sighed, cracking the window and smiled toward the back, Judith was settled in his lap, to give her a little more room to move. She was currently sleeping against his chest, little hands curled in his shirt, head shaded from the sun by his hat.
Smut warning. Don't look if you don't like.
Sophia curled closer to Carl, sore from the night before. With all the pain and loss, especially of her mother, she'd almost forgotten how good last night had been. Leaning against Carl, she thought back to the night before.
Carl slipped into her room, shutting the door behind him, sheepishly. The condom in his pocket seemed to burn, as he realized what they were about to do. He was going to lose his virginity. To Sophia. Wow.
When he stood again Sophia was wearing her bra and shorts, trembling slightly from the chill in the air. She was blushing. Sophia Peltier was going to have sex with Carl Grimes in an old folks home, in a room without a lock on the door, at the end of the world. Not how she had planned it, but hell she'd take what she could get.
" Will you help me with the rest?" She asked in a hushed voice. He was shirtless, a light dusting of hair trailing from his belly button down into his pants. He gave her a little smile and nodded, going behind her and fumbling with the clasp. After three tries he got it, and hesitantly pushed it off her shoulders.
Sophia held the bra over her breasts for a moment, her insecurities creeping in on her but she let it fall when Carl began hesitantly kissing her shoulder. She trembled from the sudden chill, blushing as her nipples hardened and squeaked when both of Carl's large, warm hands enveloped her mostly developed breasts.
" Carl." She gasped, leaning back against him. His hands were clumsy and awkward but warm and calloused enough to make up for it. He gave her nipple a gentle pinch and she cried out, making him freeze.
" I'm sorry!" He said suddenly, but couldn't help the little groan when she continued his motions, her own small hands falling over his, showing him where exactly to touch and pinch to make it feel the best.
" It... It feels good." Sophia murmured shyly, glancing down and swallowing nervously. His hands were on her hips now and she was tensing, but with a deep breath she calmed, and her shorts slid to the floor. She kicked them away and turned around, glueing their mouths together as she fumbled with the button and zip on his jeans. This was so much easier to do on yourself.
After a moment his pants joined hers on the floor and they stood in only their underwear. They looked at each other and nodded, dropping those too. They were naked now. No holding back.
" Do you, do you wanna lay down?" He asked, looking away from her. Carl was trying to be polite and not stare, but hell he'd be inside her here in a few minutes. He looked at her, focusing on her average size breasts, her wide hips and the light blonde hair between her legs. " You're," He swallowed. " You're so beautiful Sophia."
" Yeah, I-I do." She glanced to him as well, eyes widening. How would that fit inside her. It had to be six inches easy. Was it supposed to be that big? She knew guys got to be eight and nine inches but, not when they were fifteen. Sophia flushed and nodded. " Thank you Carl. You're very handsome."
There was silence for a moment as they both laid on the bed of blankets then began to laugh uproariously. She turned so her head was tucked into his shoulder, laughing so hard she was crying and then, after a moment, he rolled onto her, propping himself up on his elbows above her.
" So, do you want me to just push right in, or do you want me to wait and prep you a little?" He leant down to catch her lips in a kiss, nervous himself now.
" P-Prep me, p-please." She whispered against his lips and when his fingers slipped between her legs, one slowly working itself into her she cried out, and had to bite his shoulder to silence herself.
" I'm sorry Phia, I know it hurts, but it'll be better soon." He hoped. After a minute of the easy push and glide of her slick, tight heat against his finger he added another, slowly scissoring them so she was a little more open. When she started bucking onto his hand, he smiled.
" That, that feels so good." She said softly, head falling back, fingers tightening in the blanket. His calloused thumb was working her clit and the heat pooling between her legs was making her squirm, the slight, wet squelch causing her cheeks to heat up. " Okay Carl, I'm ready."
He nodded and fumbled to rip open the condom, making a face at the slick, sticky little roll. After a minute it was on, his fingers were mostly dry and he was slowly pushing in, his lips sealed to hers.
She felt it, when he hit her virtue, the thin membrane that kept her innocence and after a moment and a squeak of pain she was deflowered, and he froze, panting against her mouth.
" God, Sophia it feels so good." He groaned, head falling forward, shoulders shaking with the effort not to fall on her. " You're so tight." Carl was terrified of cumming too soon, but he was just as much if a virgin as she was.
" You can, you can move now." She muttered and bit her lip as he began an awkward thrust. It didn't do a lot of feeling good, it didn't really hurt, but at the same time, it was kind of awkward.
Carl seemed to get the message and began thumbing her clit again, making her head fall back. Now that, that felt good. Her hips pushed and met his, their pace speeding.
The push and pull didn't last very long, and began to slowly feel better, push after pull, slowly but surely she got into it, moaning and whimpering into his shoulder, hands gripping his freckled shoulders.
" Oh, oh Carl." She groaned, kissing and nipping his neck, marking the skin. He suckled softly at her nipple, gently breaking her mouth from his own skin. His free hand began working her abandoned breast, leaving the left to hold him up.
Their union seemed to last longer then it really did and with a few more thrusts Carl was cumming, moaning into her delicate neck. He sat up and tossed the condom towards the trash can, not noticing when it missed.
" I didn't cum." She whined, bringing his hand back to her slightly sore core. " It's my turn." Sophia was stubborn with this. Her first time she deserved some kind of orgasm, after all, Carl had a good time, it was only fair she did too.
He nodded and slipped two fingers into her, his thumb working her clit. Carl smiled at her soft moans and the bucking of her hips, leaning down to kiss and bite her neck, sucking a hickey into her jaw.
" Oh God! Carl!" She cried out, hips pistoning wildly into his hand. With a muted sigh and a final rush of wet warmth Sophia reached her first orgasm. Carl hesitantly put his fingers to his mouth, sucking them clean.
" That was great." He smiled and spooned behind her, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist. She pulled the blanket up over them, nuzzling his chest lazily. Carl kept her close, knowing the temperature would drop. " I love you,"
" I love you too," Sophia smiled, kissing him tenderly. Her first time hadn't been perfect, or anything like she expected, but she'd take it. Her eyelids drooped and she was asleep in moments.
Carl pulled his gun closer and adjusted Sophia so he could see over her shoulder. You could never be too prepared. He'd tasted something salty, a little too salty when he'd sucked her cum off his fingers. Shit. Had there been a hole in the condom? He couldn't get her pregnant. Not now. Not with everyone else getting knocked up.
They had another condom, and Carl was already hard, so he nipped at Sophia's neck, thinking of round two.
Okay so I really highly doubt I'll have her get pregnant unless you know people beg me for it. But a little scare is always fun and will teach them to be far more careful. So, for you guys who wanted Carphia smut enjoy. I may do more of this, and I may not. Depends on how you guys feels. Reviews are love. This is mostly from my other story, I tried to write some original smut, but I had trouble, old but gold. Thanks for all your love guys. If I get some positive replies, next chapter will pick up right after this one, and do round two of the sex. Reviews are love.