I wanna say this is my first time writing smut and I know its not the best but bare with me. I also wanna say a huge thank you to Jazzy who edited this chapter. I hope ya'll like it.
It was finally time to leave the hospital and Elly couldn't be more excited. She kept nagging at Daryl to see when they could go home. Being at the hospital with Elly was taking time out of work. Daryl was pissed with Merle and how he was such a shitty father to her. Daryl had been talking more with Beth each day that they were in the hospital. Daryl loved Elly to death but she was a handful and he needed a break. He knew that Rick had to work that night but he could have Carl or Lucy babysit for him.
Rick and Daryl had been friends for years but they barely have time to have guy time. Daryl never left Elly, maybe like once in a blue moon. Daryl was sitting on the couch with his phone in hand as Elly played with her toys. He dialed the Grimes' house phone. He chewed his thumb as he waited for someone to answer. After three rings there was a deep voice.
"Hey, It's Daryl. This Carl?" Daryl asked.
"Yeah, What's up?" Carl chuckled.
"Your growin' kid. I was wondering if you or Lucy can babysit Elly tonight?" Daryl said.
"Yeah, just drop her off. We'll be here." Carl replied.
"Okay. Thank you and see ya soon." Daryl smirked.
"No problem." Carl responded before the phone clicked off.
It was a Friday night and Daryl was happy to be getting a break. Nothing like sitting at a bar listening to a band play. Daryl dressed in a button down with a tie and slacks. He had to go to a meeting before he went to the bar. Since Judith and Elly get along so well Rick was okay with her staying the night. Daryl packed Elly a bag and got her in the car. Elly was a little chatter box as Daryl pulled into Rick's driveway. Daryl grabbed her out of the car and walked up to the front door and was met by Lucy. Daryl nodded and waved not being one for words.
He walked into the office, ready to get this done with. After what seemed like hours, Daryl was out of there. Loosening his tie, but not taking it off he got in his car and drove to the bar. Walking in he could feel the heat and and the air was stale. Walking to the counter he ordered a beer. He chucked it down and one beer turned into two and three and soon Daryl was staggering around. Having drank so much he had to use the bathroom. Walking in the empty bathroom he unzipped his pants and let his bladder run free. Walking out he heard voices arguing. "Leave me alone!" the female voice yelled out.
"Not a chance baby, I'm taking you home." the man slurred out. Daryl stepped forward not letting this asshole talk to a girl like that. Like she was just a piece of ass. He looked at the girl and it was her… Beth Greene.
"You better leave her alone." Daryl ground out.
"Yeah, you think so huh? What are you gonna do about it?" the man grunted.
Not thinking much into it he slammed his fist against the mans jaw. Without any words spoken the man grabbed a beer bottle and smashed it onto Daryls head. Wiping blood from his forehead he threw more punches at the guy. In the distance he could hear Beth yelling for him to stop but there was no way he was going to let this piece of shit talk to her like that. Stumbling to the ground Daryl hovered over the man. "You ever talk to her like that again and you will regret it." Daryl sneered, wiping the almost dried blood from his lip. Turning and walking out the bar he heard the faint little steps behind him.
"Daryl, just stop." Beth panted.
Turning around to face Beth, not saying a word, a hurt expression on her face. His face covered in blood she felt for the punches he received. He didn't have to protect her but he did. Walking up to him she pulled on his arm towards her car.
"Beth, you don't have to help me." he mumbled.
"I want to Daryl. How about we go to my house, I have the supplies there." she murmured not wanting to sound like some whore wanting sex. That's not what she wanted but it's been awhile.
"You sure. I can just go home." he breathed out his heart pounding hard in his chest.
"Yeah Daryl I- I'm sure." she stuttered.
Following Beth to her car he climbed in the passenger seat. The drive was silent as tension filled the air. Daryl gnawed on his thumb. The blood was becoming sticky on his face. He could feel it all over. Glancing in the mirror it looked like he split his head open. Touching his head he winced, there indeed was a gash. "Don't touch it. Your hands are dirty and it could get infected." Beth's voice broke through his thoughts. Daryl laid his hand back in his lap. Arriving to the dark house she parked. Turning to Daryl, she said "Ease up a little, I don't bite." Daryl let out a shallow breath. Beth climbed out of the car and Daryl was right behind her. Her house was beautiful. She unlocked the door and walked inside flicking on some lights. "Where's your son?" he asked while looking around the huge house.
"He's with my sister." Beth replied in a sweet voice. She slipped her jacket off, revealing the short black dress she was wearing. Daryl gulped as he saw how the dress hugged her curves so perfectly. Wiping his sweaty palms on his slacks he took in a sharp breath. Slipping out of her heels she walked upstairs motioning with her hand for him to follow.
Arriving to her room she went to her bathroom and got a warm washcloth to get all the blood off his face. She had him sit on the toilet so she could get a better look at his cuts. Carefully dabbing at the open gash she cleaned all the blood off his face. There was a little blood on his button up shirt. His ice cold blue eyes piercing into her dull blue ones. She awkwardly shifted so there was more space between them. He scratched the back of his head. "You want a beer?" she asked.
"Uh yeah, that would help my head." he chuckled. Walking to the little mini fridge in her room she pulled out two beers handing him one. Soon they were laughing and joking around. They sat in her room as they drank more.
Before she knew it, Beth found her lips on his. Daryl slammed Beth against the wall pulling at her dress until it fell to the floor. Nipping her lips hungrily, he might have drew blood. Beth whimpering at his every touch leaving her skin burning with the sensations. Gripping the inside of her thighs tightly, Beth pleading and begging for more. "Baby, I can be gentle or I can be rough. Whatcha want girl?" Daryl smirked as Beth's cheeks were flushed. Kissing down her body her stomach churned. Yanking her panties off she gasped. Tangling her hands in his hair letting out a moan as he kissed down her body. Pulling the tie off and wrapping it around her wrists and pinning her hands above her head. Gasping for air, he sucked on her neck. Not hurting her but with some force he pushed her onto the bed. Using one of his hands to hold hers above her head he used his other hand to pleasure her. Teasing her with his fingers she pouted at his doing.
"You don't like my teasing, huh?" He smirked. Beth threw her head back as Daryl's fingers worked their magic. She untangled her hands from the tie and found herself unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it to the floor. His mouth found her breast nipping and sucking around her chest as she moaned. Her hands flew to his slacks not wanting to wait anymore. She wanted this. His naked body between her legs. He pushed into her and she whimpered. Biting her lip she dug her nails into his back. He thrust into her and she had no control, she was moaning out his name. The bubbling sensation filled her stomach. She could feel it coming. A few more hard thrusts into her sent her over the edge and she cried out 'Daryl!' Not a minute later Daryl found his release inside of her and collapsed on top of her. He rolled off, laying next to her. The sweat and staleness filled the air. Wrapping her in his arms they fell asleep.