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"…This little piggy had roast beef and this little piggy had none." Merle said as he tickled the toes on Peaches' left foot. She just smiled and let him enjoy what ever the hell he was doing. "And this little piggy cried 'wee, wee, wee' all the way inside my mouth." Peaches jumped when Merle licked her big toe.
"Okay! I'm awake." She laughed. He looked up at her – an inch away from wrapping his lips around all her toes.
"Damn." He said. None the less he tickled the sole of her foot as she yawned.
"You'll put your mouth on anything, won't you?"
"Not everything." He said as he moved up to her face. "Just all over you." She moaned when he kissed her. "I couldn't resist – you've got cute tootsies."
"I didn't know you liked feet."
"Well I'm not gonna go around jacking off into your hiking boots but I do fancy a little ped-action now and then." He said and pulled her into his lap and cupped her foot in his hand. "You keep your nails nice and short. Give me a little wiggle there, Peach." She smiled and wiggled her toes for him.
"Mm…I don't want you kissing my feet just yet." Peaches said as she cupped his face. "I need your lips for something else." He smirked – looking into her eyes and sighing before he kissed her. He eased her on to her back and pressed her into the mattress. They both groaned when there was a knock on the door. "Maybe if we're quiet, they'll go away." Peaches whispered.
"Merle! Get up, I need to talk to you." Came Rick's voice from the other side. He continued to bang on the door and they ignored him for a minute or two. Merle even tried to go back to kissing Peaches' neck but the sound of Rick's voice killed his libido.
"God damn it." He growled as he moved to get dressed. He opened the door and finished pulling on his long sleeve thermal Henley. "Shit, man – don't your wife ever blow you in the morning?"
"What?"
"Just cause you can't get a rise-and-shine don't mean the rest of us don't." Merle said. Rick looked at him – annoyance and disgust plastered on his features. "You mind telling me why you're keeping me from getting off."
"Come down to the parking lot, I need a word." Rick said like it wasn't optional. Merle just slammed the door in his face and moved back to the bed to put his boots on.
"That guy's a dick." Merle said point blank. He looked at Peaches when she started getting dressed. "Where are you going?"
"To make sure you guys don't tear each other apart." She answered. They walked down stairs to find nearly everyone standing at the bottom of the stairs. Andrea and T-dog were absent as well as Katherine, Glenn and Charles. Merle looked up at Daryl as he came out on to the strip. He eyed the group below him as he lit a cigarette.
"What's all this?" he asked as he stood a good distance from Rick. The other man glanced back at Carol as she held Angel protectively before he focused on Merle.
"Angel said you were…inappropriate with her last night." Rick said. Merle looked at him for a moment, trying to remember if he had even seen the girl since he found her in the woods a week ago. He had been preoccupied with making up with Peaches and after accomplishing that last night it pretty much wiped all irrelevant bullshit from his mind.
"Huh?" He grunted when he couldn't think of a reply.
"She said when she went looking for Daryl you made sexual advances at her." Rick said. Carol reaffirmed her hold on Angel when she whimpered. Merle stared at them until he finally remembered what they were talking about.
"OH!" He chuckled and slapped his knee – truly bemused. "She came to the room last night right before me and Peaches were about to fuck." Everyone but Peaches made a face at his crude talk. Herschel looked at him disapprovingly – Maggie was wondering how he had anyone at all. "Yeah, I totally had a boner but that wasn't because the little skank wasn't wearing a bra."
"Excuse me?" Carol said. "Don't call her that."
"Rest assured that boner wasn't for you." Merle said as he looked at Angel. "You interrupted me and my wife."
"This is what I got dressed for?" Peaches asked as she crossed her arms. "Come on." Merle turned to go back upstairs with her when Rick stopped them.
"We're not done here." He insisted. "You need to be more considerate of the people around you. You don't live here alone anymore and if she's not comfortable around you then something needs to be done."
"And just what are you gonna do?" Merle asked as he approached Rick. "You think I give a shit that the new bitch don't like me? Why don't you tell her to stop trolling for dick at two in the morning? You uncomfortable around me you can hit the damn bricks." Merle snapped.
"What is your problem?" Lori asked. "Is it physically impossible for you get along with others and not be such a pain in the ass all the time?" Everyone looked at Peaches when she burst into laughter.
"I think she was seriously asking that, Peaches." Merle chuckled.
"We are all trying to live together here. If you can't control yourself around Angel, we're gonna have to—
"You didn't hear a damn word I said." Merle interrupted Rick. "I'm not aroused by that little bitch. Peaches is literally twice the woman she is – plus y'know she's closer to my age." He scrunched up his face when the thought of having sex with someone young enough to be his daughter disgusted him.
"And we believe you, why?" Lori asked.
"Just because you can't stay faithful doesn't mean I can't." Merle quipped.
"Oh shit." Daryl laughed – he couldn't help it.
"And you believe her over me – why?" Merle mocked her tone.
"Ain't no denying he's a gross asshole – but my bother ain't no kiddy-diddler." Daryl said. "Never has been."
"We'd be able to live together and hold hands in rainbow land if you fuckers weren't trying to accuse me of ridiculous shit every other day." Merle said before he started upstairs. "Next time bring pitch forks." He quipped.
"Now… if I've done this right…" Glenn trailed off and took a deep breath. He turned and looked at Charles. "If I shock the hell out of myself be ready to not let me die."
"You've got on rubber gloves and the tire has you grounded. Just do it." Charles said impatiently. Glenn looked down at the old car tire he was standing on before he turned back to the circuit box.
"Okay." He said and crossed the wires carefully. He jumped when he felt a little shock but they both gasped when the power came on in the complex.
"Oh my god! You did it!" Charles cheered. They looked around for a moment before they realized something.
"Oh shit, this is gonna attract walkers."
The group spent the day trying to figure out how to turn off all the unnecessary lights – like the street lamps and the neon sign out front. Apparently when the motel lost power everything was left on. Daryl stabbed the alarm clock with his hunting knife when it suddenly blared to life with horrible static. He had been taking a nap when Glenn fixed the power and after killing the clock he ran outside ready to shoot anything that spooked him. After a while they found the switch to the neon sign but there would be no turning off the parking lot lights unless they shut off the power again.
Despite that Glenn got his fair share of accolades for his hard work. After nearly two months of reading his 'Electrical Work for Dummies' book he had figured out how to install solar panels. Charles was glad he didn't have to spend another day driving to the Home Depot by the car dealership – getting parts, trying them out, getting more parts, hauling the panels back and so on. Now that the power worked they had hot water and central heating – all provided by the bright winter sun. It made the remainder of winter that much more bearable to think about. Especially when it started snowing the next night.
Their good luck continued when no walkers were drawn to their now brighter home. The cold was still keeping them immobilized but they weren't the only ones who would be able to spot the lights and come running. In fact Angel seemed really uneasy when Rick mentioned that fact. After another day and a half of work Glenn rigged the lot lights to a switch so they could be turned off.
"My little genius." Daryl nuzzled his neck and held him tighter as they lay in bed. He had been wondering what Glenn was always doing on the roof with Charles all day. Glenn just chuckled and went back to reading. Though it was hard to concentrate when Daryl licked along his ear. "Come on..." He sighed.
"Later, let me get through this chapter."
"But I don't feel like blowing you later." Daryl growled in his ear. In that instant Glenn was sure he'd never be able to read again. Every time he tried to he'd think about Daryl sucking his dick. "I feel like blowing you now. And I'm not about to swallow if you don't pay attention." He smirked when the book in Glenn's hands started to shake. "Come on – we've never done it with the lights on." Glenn let out a moan that Daryl had dubbed 'the mating call' – it was a shaky, stuttering moan that was deep and desperate and it signified when Glenn was so hard he was in pain. Daryl just kissed him before he moved down his body. He pulled down Glenn's boxers although he didn't really need to – his cock was already sticking out the slit. He gripped Glenn and pumped him in his hand.
"Fucking tease…" Glenn said through grit teeth. He put his hand in Daryl hair. He gave Glenn one more smirk before he took him into his mouth. "Teeth!" he gasped when Daryl dragged them along the length just so. Daryl couldn't smile with his lips spread so far but he loved doing that. It made Glenn nervous – pressing his sharp ones lightly into the tip. Not enough to hurt but just enough for Glenn to feel it before he swirled his tongue over it and took it back down his throat. He bucked and spread his legs when he felt Daryl's other hand on his balls. They were tense already – Daryl rolled his eyes when he realized they had gone another week without getting each other off. "Oh shit…" Daryl winced when Glenn pulled his hair. Another sign that he was nearing that point of no return. "Look up here." He demanded. Daryl looked up as he pulled off his cock slowly. He kept Glenn's gaze from then on out. Glenn told him all the time how much he loved his eyes. And keeping that contact always made him cum within the minute. "God…damn it, Daryl." He moaned and pushed his head down just as he came.
"Mm…" Daryl moaned and pulled away once Glenn let go of him. When he could close his lips he swallowed.
"Oh… you must really love electricity." He sighed as he relaxed into the mattress.
"I love y—" They both jumped when there was a knock at the door. Daryl groaned and grabbed his crossbow as he headed for the door. Glenn covered himself with the sheet as Daryl took the bolt off. He opened the door an inch and looked around before he focused on Angel and Carol. "What?" he asked.
"It's your turn for night watch…and I need a favor." Carol said as she put her arm around Angel's shoulders. Daryl didn't open the door wider – no need for them to see all his business. Besides Carol was still uncomfortable with the idea of him and Glenn.
"What?" he asked – already annoyed.
"Although I have told her it's boring – Angel wants to stay up with you on watch and learn what it's all about." Carol said. "And you'd be helping me out if you told her that too." Daryl snorted.
"She's a big girl. She wanna stay up and watch for walkers in the cold let her stay up." Daryl said. "Lemme get dressed I'll be out in a minute." He shut the door and went to get his coat.
"You gotta go already?" Glenn asked as he got out of bed. He slipped his hands in Daryl's coat and under his shirt before he could zip up. "No time for a quickie?"
"Mm, not after that easy one you just shot down my throat." Daryl said and licked his lips. Glenn smiled wide. "I know that next one will take forever and I want it to."
"Huh?"
"Take a nap while I'm out on watch – cause when I come in I want you to bend me over and take your time on me."
"Oh baby." Glenn sighed. "You must really love electricity." He chuckled.
"Hot water." Daryl corrected him. "Got all nice and clean so you can do… that thing you always wanted to."
"Oh? Oh…OH!" Glenn gasped. Daryl kissed him before he zipped his coat. He didn't look back as he exited the room. He didn't need to, to know Glenn had a very devious look on his face. He nodded to Carol and she went to her room, leaving Angel with him. The woman wasn't stupid – she knew the safest place for Angel was with a gay man. He had watched them after Merle and Peaches walked away from the group. They had talked about how dangerous it would be for Angel if she was left alone, how Merle couldn't be trusted and all sorts of ridiculous shit that didn't make sense. He noticed that look on Rick's face. It was the same one he had when he had been considering killing Shane. He let it go for the moment as he reached the look out post.
Keeping watch wasn't as bad as it used to be – now that they had power they also had a very nice space heater out by the post at the top of the stairs. They made the alcove nice and somewhat comfortable after moving the vending machine that used to sit there. The extended part of the balcony was a perfect outpost – it hung out right near the street and the view from all sides was unobstructed. He sat with Angel most of the night in silence. It was necessary to hear any danger that might be coming their way. Plus he didn't really feel like talking to her after what she accused Merle of.
'Damn, can't even take a piss without one of these bitches crying about how you exposed yourself.' Daryl thought.
"It's okay. You don't have to be ashamed." Angel said – bringing him out of his thoughts. He looked at her and lifted an eyebrow when he didn't understand what she meant.
"What?"
"I know you're a little shy around me because of what your brother did but I don't hold anything against you for it. You're not like him." She said and smiled.
"Actually we're just alike." Daryl corrected her. "He's just louder." Their only real difference was that Daryl had slightly better luck – and he had gotten all the looks in the family. They both had their momma's eyes but Merle looked more like their father.
"You don't have to defend him." Angel said. "He won't do anything to you if you decided to go your own way."
"What…what the hell are you talking about?" he asked. He suddenly felt like they were having two different conversations. What did she really know about any of them? She had only been with the group for a week. Angel suddenly lounged forward and kissed him. Her tongue was already in his mouth before he had the where with all to pull away. "What are you doing?"
"Look I know he'll be jealous but he'll just have to get over it." Angel said before she pulled Daryl back to her. He jerked away and stood up.
"I'm gay." He blurted out. Quite possibly the biggest difference between him and his brother – Merle was so straight it was almost ridiculous how much he loved tits and pussy. Daryl thought it sounded odd coming out of his mouth but it was the truth. And it was the only way to get rid of her. For a second he imagined himself bursting out of some kind of closet and announcing it to the world. It seemed easier seeing how everyone else already knew – apparently she was the last person he had to tell.
"What?" she asked – completely dumbfounded at the fact that her looks hadn't appealed to him. What man wouldn't like a cutie like her? Long blond hair and pink lips. She had been throwing herself at him – why wasn't he in love with her? Daryl had to admit she was attractive but there were so many things keeping him from being interested.
"I'm gay." He repeated. "I like men. I'm involved with another man. Plus you're sixteen years old." He added. Hoping his bluntness would finally deter her.
"What does that matter?" She asked. He sighed when she kept trying. "We're both human and alive."
"Yeah – end of the world or not, I still got my own rules. I'm twenty years older than you and y'know – into other guys." Daryl tried to spell it out for her.
"I'm eighteen." She reasoned.
"And I'm still thirty-six…and a queer." He said – if she didn't catch on soon then he'd run out of different terms for homosexuality. "I don't know how you didn't know this – you sleep in the room right next to me and Glenn. I know the walls ain't paper thin but they're hardly sound proof. He puts his arm around me all the time. How have you not noticed?"
"Glenn? That's who you're with?" she asked - her mouth hanging open in shock. "But he's…he's—
"Twenty eight years old and a man. Yes. Do you get it now?" Daryl asked. "I mean there is still an age difference but he's not jailbait."
"Jail bait? Who's going to send you to jail for dating me? Wait…why did you save me if you didn't want—
"Because you're alive!" Daryl said – now it was his turn to be shocked. Had she been thinking the whole time that his only reason for helping her was just so he could screw her? He knew a lot of the things he thought were wrong but this girl was seriously fucked in the head. "And Merle 'saved you' – he's the one that spotted you. I almost shot you until he stopped me."
"Merle? He's an asshole. He almost raped me."
"Rape? He was excited to be with his wife. He's never even touched you! What the fuck is wrong with you!?"
"Me? What's wrong with you? I'm giving you every man's fantasy and you're rejecting me." Daryl went silent – he couldn't say it again. He had never admitted it to himself so it was a shock to the system to say it to a complete stranger. But the truth was, he liked men - probably not all men, there was definitely something special about Glenn. As far as he could rationalize that made him gay. And they had promised to be exclusive to keep Daryl's jealous side in check. "You really are a fag." She snapped. Daryl felt rage rise in him. Merle called him that all the time but coming from her was different. He made a fist and raised it but stopped when he heard a door open down the strip.
"Five minutes, sweet-Peach." Merle said before he closed the door to his room. He lit his cigarette and moved towards the outpost. He smiled at Daryl but it disappeared seeing Angel. "Hello ladies." Angel hopped up and was about to walk off when Merle put his arm in her way and stopped her. "Hold up there, buttercup. I need a word."
"Rick said—
"Rick ain't your daddy. You're a big girl – you can comprehend words, right." Merle said as he advanced on her. She stumbled back and hid behind Daryl a bit. "I don't know what your game is but you need to get a fucking grip."
"Excuse me?" She asked indignantly.
"Are you hard of hearing? I'm telling you to stop being such a lying, crazy bitch." Merle said. "I'm sure you've been through a lot of shit and have come across a bunch of bastards that have literally fucked you over but you need to toughen up and get over it. If you notice for whatever reason that I have a boner rest assured it's not for you or anyone other than my Peaches. Nobody here is trying to get in your pants so just get over yourself." Angel looked at him for a moment before she grabbed Daryl's knife.
"Bastard!" she screamed and tackled Merle. She stabbed him in the shoulder and he cried out.
"Sonovabitch! Get the hell off me!" Merle blocked her next blow with his stump but it still hurt when the knife went through his forearm. Daryl dodged her next back swing and grabbed her arms.
"No! Let go!" she screamed and thrashed about wildly. Daryl looked up and saw Rick and T-dog rushing down the strip. "Help me!" she suddenly changed her tune and dropped the knife.
"What's going—Oh my God! Merle what happened?" Peaches came out her room and ran to his side when she saw him bleeding on the ground. She put pressure on his forearm and looked at Rick and T-dog as they grabbed Daryl.
"I didn't do nothing!" Daryl said as Rick pressed him against the side of the building.
"They tried to rape me!" Angel screamed as she cowered in the corner.
"Lying bitch!" Daryl kicked towards her but T-dog pushed him back.
"Charles!" Peaches called as she tried to stop Merle's bleeding. "Charles, get out here!"
