It appears my one shot has turned into a "three shot", lol. Well Haitus80 this is for you and your Christmas Caroling! Turn about. :D This picks up right after the second chapter. Would love to know what everyone thinks of how this went. Merry Christmas and Happy New Years everyone.

Carol watched as the water started climbing his body slowly and she smiled the water obscuring the obscenity of it. The moon glowing against the water was making his descent into the water seem more that just his normal walk. Everything seemed exaggerated to her in that moment and she felt like she was going to have a heart attack from the rapid beat of her heart.

Carol's eyes followed the water all the way to his chest and then met his eyes as small waves of water lapped at her body from his movements. Carol paddled to him unable to hold herself back any longer after so long of wanting to touch this man. He seemed to have accepted her touches on the dock even when he was hesitant. She wasn't blind and had seen the panic in his eyes and felt the flinch when she had first touched him but instead of letting him focus on his panic she kept up her motions. She wanted him to accept things like touch from her without that fear, she wanted him to relate them to feelings of peace and everything else she wanted to give him.

Carol's arms went around his neck her finger's lacing through his hair at the back of his head crowning him. He smirked at her his eyes focused on her so intently she felt like she was being hunted. The feeling of his warm hands moving against her skin in the cool water had her gasping and pitching forward into him. Daryl grunted and then his arms were around her lifting her slightly out of the water before her legs wrapped around his hips.

Watching as his eyes lifted to hers his face cast in shadows and leaned in his lips hitting in the valley between her breast. She arched into his warmth his breath fanning over her wet skin causing her body to seek out his warmth. Daryl didn't disappoint and her body slid more down his own as his mouth climbed up her and moved along her skin.

He spun and was walking causing the water to lap along her body and she rocked against him. His steps were causing him to brush against her and leaving her wanting at the feeling of his arousal pressed against her. With each shift of his hips with his steps she gasped and moaned slightly into his throat nipping and licking a trail against his skin.

Daryl's hand ran up her back and over her shoulder before gripping her hair and demanding her attention. "You sure about this Carol?" He rasped looking at her his chest rising and falling quickly with his words.

Carol studied his face in the moon light and smiled at him her hand coming up to cup the side of his face. The rough coarse hair there letting her know he hadn't shaved in a day or so against her palm as her thumb moved over his smooth bottom lip were such strong contrasts, like the man himself. Daryl was rough, rude, angry but he was more than just that. He was hard-working, smart, shy, and there was a softness to him that the others had missed still that she had seen even that first day.

"You can't run if we do this." Carol met his eyes.

He studied her and seen a flush burn across his face and he ducked his head. She felt his breath disturbing the water that was just slightly between them and she shivered. He finally looked up at her and nodded his head just slightly, "Little late to worry about runnin' don't you think?"

Carol didn't need anything else and leaned in claiming his mouth. He grunted and backed her up more and she felt the pylon of the dock hit her back and he hoisted her around his hips lining them up. He ran his hands down her thighs and back before grasping her ass and stepping back pulling her hips with him forcing her to lean more into the pylon. Carol's body was arched to support her weight as he met her eyes and his hand disappeared between them. She chewed her lip watching every one of his movements as she felt him lining himself up with her. He groaned at the contact and started pushing into her slowly his breathing coming out harshly his eyes locking on to hers.

Carol tightened her thighs around him and pulled him more into her and he groaned but moved for her. He was still far enough away that her body was stretched and arched how he wanted her. He was doing something to her body that she couldn't explain as every beat of her heart was his in that moment. When he was seated fully in her he gave her a second to adjust before both of them started moving and she moaned throwing her head back. Daryl stepped more into her, their torsos now flush as each of his movements had her sliding against him.

"Wow...wow...wow." Carol moaned and met his eyes watching him.

Her hands were wet and running through his hair causing it to stick up in every direction. He smirked up at her and tilted his head before leaning in and kissing her like she was only woman in the world. Daryl growled against her mouth when she shifted her hips and she smiled repeating her actions. He didn't slow down but his hand slipped from her body and went up gripping the top of the pylon and her back met it as well. He stepped back from her suddenly and caught both of her legs over his left arm and lifted her. Both of her legs were supported on his one arm as he slid back into her like they were made to be together.

"Fuck." He grunted and slammed into her again. "Shit Carol." Daryl groaned his head going to the crook of her neck.

Carol sunk her nails into his back holding on as her other hand wrapped around the arm bicep of the arm stretched above her head. Holding on she urged him on not able to get enough of him. With each pass of his name from her lips his hips met hers with more power and almost feverish. Feeling that heat building as he pushed her legs higher and over his shoulder and stepped in more she moaned loudly no longer caring if the others heard.

Feeling his body tensing against hers and a low groan like earlier in the day when he'd called her name out starting low in his chest was all it took for her. Carol fell over the edge clawing and dragging him down with her. Feeling it bubbling in her throat threatening to escape as her orgasm just kept washing through her as he thrust through it. He was there suddenly silencing her and chuckling shushing her.

Getting both of their breathing back Carol held on to him still as he let her legs down. He made no move to leave her personal space though and she smiled when he didn't back away. Kissing him quickly on the mouth before reaching to pull herself out of the water before she lost the adrenaline of the moment and got tired. Daryl caught her around the waist and lifted her setting her on the dock and followed seconds later.

They were silent as they dressed and Carol seen his body tense and frowned. She didn't want him to regret this. Reaching for him Carol ran her hand up his back aware of the marks but ignoring them before he could get his shirt back on. He didn't flinch but tensed just slightly as if waiting for something. Instead Carol stepped around in front of him.

"No running remember?"

Daryl looked up at her as he stood buttoning his shirt and looking around them. She watched him knowing he was working things out in his head. She'd give him that though. She knew what she wanted but wasn't going to make demands on him. Daryl wasn't the type that you done things like that too, you had to let him come around to things on his own or suffer losing forever.

The walk back was quiet but not uncomfortable. That was one of her favorite things about him. She could just be. She didn't have to smile and prattle along with him like the others. He got that sometimes the quiet said more than any words ever would. Daryl turned his head just slightly looking down at her and Carol chuckled at him causing his eyebrows to raise.

"What?"

Carol motioned to him, "Your hair."

His hair was still a mussed up mess of over sexed hair that was slightly damp from her roaming hands. Carol decided right then that no man ad the right to look so good no matter what. His hair mussed up from sex was something that was going to stick with her in many ways and she didn't relish the thought of anyone else getting to see it and caught his arm. He stopped for her holding still and met her eyes. Carol reached up and smoothed it down smiling at him, he smirked at her slightly. IT was just the slightest up turn of his mouth before it was gone.

They were almost to camp when she went to release his arm but he caught her wrist. He looked nervous and he was chewing his lip so she waited him out. Instead of focusing on his face and causing him to get more anxious Carol ran her fingers over the hand that was gripping her wrist. Tracing him like this was soothing to her and it seemed to him as well.

"Stay with me Carol."

Looking up at him, "I told you I wasn't going to run."

He shook his head, "If this is us...then I want us...together."

Carol's eyes widened in realization at his words but nodded knowing that it took a lot for him to voice his thoughts at times. He was comfortable with it and she accepted them immediately.

"Okay."

He started walking again not letting go of her wrist and walking right through the camp. Neither of them bothered looking around for anyone to see if anyone was watching because come morning it wasn't going to matter. There was nothing to say about it since they had been dancing around this for a while now. They just were.