Hiya everyone! Thanks so much for your reviews/follows, it means the world. Just a quick question, where do you all stand on smut?

xKim

For Daryl and Carol, the days that followed consisted of a few stolen moments together. There was more kissing. Daryl had a new found confidence when it came to kissing; in fact, it was mostly him initiating it, which both shocked and pleased Carol.

Rick had sent them to the watchtower together, and, suffice to say, there wasn't a lot of watching involved that day.

Carol chuckled and placed her hands on Daryl's chest, she pushed him away slightly and shook her head, "There could be Walkers filterin' through the fences or anythin'." She stated staring down at his lips.

"So?" He asked, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, "Nothin' can get to us up here."

"I was thinkin' more along the lines of everybody else." She replied, pulling away from his embrace.

"Oh yeah, other people," He suddenly remembered he and Carol weren't alone in this world, he grabbed his rifle off the floor and looked down the scope at the surrounding foliage, "Looks alright to me." He mumbled before lowering his gun, Carol nodded her head in agreement though she was still looking through the scope.

Daryl placed his rifle back down on the floor and took hold of her hips, he pulled her close to him and placed a chaste kiss on the nape of her neck, "Relax, nothin's gonna happen." He told her, before dropping another couple of kisses on her neck.

She let an involuntary moan leave her mouth before leaning back in his arms, "I love it when you do that." She breathed.

"I love doin' that." He confessed with an impish grin.

She turned in his arms and stood up tall so she could kiss his waiting lips, at first she brushed her lips lightly against his, but as his right hand found the small of her back and his left hand found the back of her neck, she attempted to deepen the kiss. Daryl pulled away again, leaving Carol slightly frustrated. "You don't love doin' that though." She observed.

Daryl blushed, "Sorry. I told you, I'm no good with this sort of thing."

"Just trust me." Carol whispered, leaning up to kiss him again, he didn't pull away but his eyes remained open and wary as she began to kiss him again, she placed her hands on the back of his neck restricting his movement and ran her tongue across his bottom lip, begging him for entrance. He opened his mouth a little more and she massaged his tongue with her own, he groaned into her mouth and pulled her closer to him.

When she broke the kiss, they were both breathless; Daryl stared at her in wonder, "Wow." He mouthed and Carol smiled and nodded.

"You're good." She mumbled, "Very good."

"You're a good teacher." He shot back, and her smile widened. "I think that we should-"

"Get a room?" Carl interjected, appearing from seemingly nowhere.

Carol and Daryl jumped apart, clearly embarrassed to be caught in the act but Carl just stood with a cheeky smile etched across his face.

"I brought you guys food, thought you'd be hungry." Carl explained referencing to the two bowls in his hands, he watched as Daryl grabbed his rifle and looked down the scope at nothing in particular.

Carol smiled at the teenager and took the bowls of squirrel stew from him, "Thank you Carl, that's very thoughtful."

"Well, if I knew you two wouldn't been, well, you know... I would've shouted up like I do with Maggie and Glenn."

"That's also very thoughtful." Carol told him, her smile still broad.

"At least I know for future reference," Carl stated, backing away towards the door, he tipped his hat slightly and smiled, "See you both later."

Daryl grunted a reply and continued to stare down the scope as Carol said goodbye. As soon as he was sure Carl had gone, Daryl lowered the gun and shot a look at a giggling Carol, "It's not funny," He mumbled, clearly narked at the situation, "He's gonna tell everyone."

"So?" Carol asked stepping forward and boldly taking his hand, "They'd have to find out sooner or later." She added.

"I was hopin' it'd be later." Daryl grunted.

Carol raised her eyebrows marginally and loosed his hand, "Gee thanks."

"It's nothin' personal. I err, well, I think the world of you. It's just the more people that know, the more people that'll judge."

"Why would they judge? Carl didn't look very judgemental."

"He's just a kid, Glenn and Maggie are gonna be the worst – they'll probably be yearnin' for double dates." Daryl groaned.

Carol chuckled and shook her head, "Yeah, we can all go off on a huntin' trip together, how very romantic?" She asked placing her hands over her heart.

Daryl smirked and shook his head, "You know what I mean..."

"Nobody is goin' to judge us," Carol told him, she grabbed his hand and pulled him close, "They'll be happy for us at most, but on the grand scheme of things, we're not exactly big news around here." She added with a small smile, "The chances are Carl won't tell anyone."

Daryl leant forward and placed a solitary kiss on her ready lips, "I hope you're right."