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Daryl stepped out of the shower his mind turning over every thing he seen in the woods earlier. It was hard to explain but for someone who had spent the better part his life hunting these woods he felt like he knew them. Mac and Merle both looked at him like he was a jackass but he knew something was off in the woods. Yeah the dead were walking around but that wasn't it. The game was gone. No noise, nothing.
When he had hunted at the quarry there were dead close. A whole fucking city of the dead to be exact. The smell of the rot and decay could carry for miles and yet the game was still there. Albeit more easy to startle and go but it was there. But here? No, not even the squirrels were making a peep. Something was in those woods that was hunting just like he was.
He wasn't sure if there was a herd lingering by or if there was someone out there but whatever it was had the animals spooked. If it was a herd near by that was a problem all on its own. They didn't need that some how making its way through to here and wiping out what was built up. He wanted to talk to Hershel and his brothers about it if they were inclined to stay here. Fuck he was. He was where he felt at home and he didn't want to see Annette and Hershel out there fighting for their lives.
Wrapping the towel around his waist he leaned over the sink brushing his teeth. Sophia's laughter was loud and carrying through the house causing him to smirk around the tooth-brush. As soon as they had got to the house she had woke up declaring she was no longer tired and from there he wasn't sure what she hadn't managed to get into. He didn't mind really it was amusing to him and it reminded him of Noah at her age. Both of them had more energy then they knew what to do with and it took a while for them to wind down. Carol kept shooting him apologetic looks but he just shrugged them off and made his way back here.
He wanted to wash the day away and hope for a better start tomorrow. He felt like he needed to get an early start again tomorrow and try for Hershel and Annette even if he thought things were too late for their daughter. He hadn't said as much but he knew Mac was on the same page as him. He had always given Beth shit back in the day in good nature but thinking on it now all his assumptions had been on point.
Pulling the door open Daryl looked out seeing the hall clear and started towards his room. He hadn't grabbed clothes when he went in there not thinking about it at the time. Stepping through the door he could still hear Sophia's voice down the hall and started pulling clothes out. Just as he was buttoning his shirt he heard footfalls in the hall and turned looking over his shoulder as someone burst through the door not even knocking.
"Good to see you too Merle." Daryl huffed turning towards his brother.
Merle was sucking his teeth and he could hear Mac down the hall talking to Sophia. He wasn't sure what the two of them wanted and in truth he just wanted to get some sleep before tomorrow. He was tired and stressed the fuck out without his brothers coming in here with some half-cocked bullshit for him right now.
"Mac!" Merle barked, "Hurry the fuck up before he passes out standing up."
"I hear ya." Mac said stepping through the door and pitching himself onto Daryl's bed laying back looking at the two of them, "Well get the fuck on with it Merle. You got my ass out here say whatever the fuck it is you want to say."
Merle shut the door and then turned back to the pair of them, "I searched those fucking woods for her and I've not seen a trace of her." Merle stepped more into the room and Daryl looked to Mac who was laying back with his eyes closed listening, "Shawn had got bit at the start of this and they had kept a close eye on her from Maggie said. She didn't take it so well...she had went all comatose or some fucking shit tried to off herself."
Mac set up and looked at him, "What the fuck you mean try." He shook his head setting the rest of the way up, "Either you do or you don't."
Merle chuckled, "Maggie got to her before she could finish the job and Hershel got her all stitched up. Now...see I'm thinking little Greene done went and took off cause she aint wanting to be found and knows they aint gonna let her have her out."
Daryl chewed his thumb nail looking at his brother, "You saying Beth went out there to die?"
"Took herself out to pasture." Merle shook his head, "Some people just aint built for this world."
"Guess if we do find her it'll be a stroke of fucking luck if she is alive." Mac sighed, "Annette and Hershel are going to take that shit fucking hard."
Daryl set on his bed next to Mac, "Don't explain that weird ass feeling out there in those woods though. Something is going on out there. Either there is a herd or someone out there. Could be her."
Mac nodded along, "Could be. Maybe she just wanted away from everyone for a while."
Merle shot them both looks, "Lets be fucking honest here you two if she was going to survive her best bet is to hide behind someone. She had about as much survival skills as a fucking tumbleweed." Merle paced the room in front of his brothers his eyes downcast as he wore a path in the floor, "Hershel and Annette I think are already grieving each in their own way over her. They aint fucking stupid."
Mac pushed up from the bed and stretched his eyes going to Daryl then to Merle, "All the same to you all this shit is depressing as fuck and I'm heading to fucking bed since we gotta get up at ass crack of daylight."
Merle looked at him as Mac walked out and Daryl met his eyes raising his eyebrow, "What?"
"What the fuck is going on with you and Carol?"
Daryl looked off and Merle chuckled at the heat blooming across his face. Nothing serious had happened but that didn't mean his mind had run constantly since he noticed her. Shaking his head, "Shut the fuck up. I'm going to bed."
Merle chuckled, "Whatever brother but just remember one thing brother." Daryl looked over at him and waiting, "She's already got one pup means her ass can have another. Better be careful unless you're looking to have your own."
Daryl's nostrils flared at his words and Merle barked out a laugh walking out of the room and down the hall. Daryl stripped his button up shirt off instead for a plain tee and pulled on a pair of sleep pants. He was pushing Merle's words out of his head not needing anything else eating at him at the moment.
Walking down the hall he chuckled seeing both Sophia and Carol knocked out on the couch. Sighing he scooped Sophia up and packed her to the bed as her little head lolled to the side resting on his chest. She was a tiny little thing and he felt his protective nature surge as he thought about what Merle had said about Beth. He didn't agree with people just giving up and quitting. He didn't want that for Sophia. He didn't want her to think that this world wasn't something to fight for.
As soon as he little body came into contact with the bed she sprawled out taking it over completely. He snorted and started towards the living room. Carol was sprawled out just like Sophia had been and he shook his head at her. Shaking her lightly just caused her to roll over some and he sighed picking her just as quickly as he had Sophia. Her arms went around his neck on their own and her face pressed into his throat as her breath fanned over him. Walking quicker down the hall needing distance from her warm body before he done something he regretted he laid her on the bed and went to step back from her.
A soft hand closed around his wrist as he went to turn and he looked over his shoulder meeting her pale blue eyes. She gave him a soft smile, "Daryl I don't want to put you out of your bed."
Shaking his head, "Said you couldn't sleep with Sophia that she was beating you all the hell."
Carol nodded and rolled over some still holding his wrist, "Stay." The soft pleading in her voice and the fear in his eyes made him swallow around his own anxiety and he nodded.
She let go of his wrist and he walked for the door shutting it and flipping the switch. He didn't need the light to know his way around. Getting to the bed he collapsed on the side she wasn't occupying exhaustion making him feel every ache in his body more than usual. Her smell swirled around him making his body heat up and he licked his lips fighting with himself to just go to sleep.
"Mac and Merle seemed mad when they got here." her voice was soft still and he felt her hand slide along his forearm.
"When aren't those two pissed?"
Carol hummed and then he felt her chin settle on his chest and her breath brush through his goatee. "Are they mad at you?"
"Nah nothing like that." Daryl shifted and she moved closer to his side pressing herself into him. He pulled his arm out from under her and she fell into his side more, her soft curves melding to his side. "Just talking about tomorrow."
Carol pulled his arm that he had thrown up onto the pillow down around her and wrapped her own around his middle, "I don't think anyone would win in a fight between you three."
Daryl chuckled and brushed his fingers along her shoulder, "Annette would win."
He felt her body shake with silent laughter, "Why did she throw a wooden spoon at you yesterday?"
Daryl grinned, "Said I took to long to get here and I told her I didn't know I had a curfew."
Her fingers flexed over his side and the heat of her body against his was making his body come alive. Exhaustion and aches was far from his mind but he'd made a promise to himself and to her not to push her. Every thing was going to be on her terms.
Carol's fingers ran along the hem of his shirt before pushing it up just enough for her hand to slide under and he sucked in a breath. The feeling of her soft hand sliding over his torso again had his breathing deepening. Carol's leg lifted over his groin and she rolled just slightly half on top of him and her hand kept exploring as him. He didn't stop her but his fingers had all but stopped moving over her shoulder while he tried to get his body under control. He knew with the position she had put them in she could feel his arousal pressing into her thigh.
"You're a good man Daryl."
Before he could respond her mouth was on his her weight pressing him further into the bed as she slid the rest of the way over his body. Straddling him she pushed his shirt up prompting him to remove it. Without a thought he set up just enough to jerk it over his head barely breaking contact with her mouth to even achieve that.
Groaning when she came back in contact with him he hissed out a breath when he felt her own bare skin on his. When had she got her shirt off? Hand sliding along her smooth skin she ushered his hands higher to her breast and his breath rushed out of him when he palmed her. Daryl growled and flipped them suddenly causing a startled breath to leave her as his mouth closed over her pulse his tongue pressing into the beat.
He felt her hands making their way for his back and tensed knowing what she would find. Closing his eyes when her hands slid over the scars that littered his back she didn't even slow down. Nails scraping over his skin he groaned at the feeling and the realization that she was the first woman who hadn't recoiled from his damaged past that he wore around.
Mouth tracing further down her body she whimpered when he got to her breast and her fingers locked in his hair pulling him in tighter against her. "Oh god." Her breath panted out quickly. Smirking against her his other hand continued to work her other breast leaving her gasping. His name in her mouth had him painfully hard and he knew he was going to feel it in the morning but at the moment it was worth it.
"Fuck." Daryl grunted when he felt her hips lift into his rocking against his hard on. Closing his eyes and breathing against her his forehead pressed into her breast bone. He was going to have to stop her and it was going to kill him.
"Daryl?" Carol's voice was close to his ear and he felt her hand tracing patterns on his stomach and hip. When he lifted his head from her chest she searched his face in what little light could get through the curtain from the moon, "Kiss me."
Smirking he shifted moving closer to her and claimed her mouth. She kissed him harder deepening the kiss and her leg went around his waist dragging him into the cradle of her thighs tighter. Groaning her name through the kiss he felt her smile seconds before he felt her hand slide past the waist band of his pants.
Pulling back Daryl met her eyes, "You don't have to do that Carol." His voice was hoarse and her fingers running the length of him felt like heaven.
"I want too." Carol gripped him her small hand sliding the length of him, "Let me make you feel good Daryl."
Tightening her grip over him he clenched his jaw and let a breath out. Her hips were still pressing into him and with each of her strokes he brushed against her heat making him throb more. Carol kissed him again when he didn't reject her and her other arm slid around his shoulders pulling him tighter against her. Her breast brushed his chest as he brought his hand back up palming her and pinching her nipple making a moan fall from her lips.
Carol's hand pulled from his pants suddenly she was pushing on him. "Off...pants off Daryl." Her voice was breathy.
Raising himself up to a kneeling position his pants were shoved roughly from his hips and her hand closed around him faster than he expected. He was still kneeling in front of her and she had raised up in front of him suddenly her mouth moving over his collar bones as his head fell back. Biting his lip to keep from making so much noise her strokes her slow and deliberate keeping him on edge.
Grunting he looked down at her as she leaned back her own eyes running over him. She had one hand bracing herself and the light was hitting her just enough that he could make her out better than he knew she could him. Licking his lips at the sight she painted for him her chest rising and falling faster her lips parted slightly as she watched her own hand on him. She was beautiful and more than he deserved.
Grabbing her thighs suddenly he tipped her enough that she fell back on her back and her grip on him slipped. She let out a startled sound and met his eyes her own wide and filled full of lust. Her lips were bruised and red from him and her tongue was just peaking out teasing him. Hands sliding up her bare thighs to her hips Daryl watched her. Her chest started to heave when his fingers caught the waist band of her shorts.
Using her own words he smirked down at her, "Let me make you feel good Carol." The husky tone of his voice wasn't lost on him. She gave him an approving nod and he hooked his fingers in the band and pulled prompting her to lift her legs for him to he could pull her free of them. He had caught her panties in the same moment stripping her of both and growled when her scent hit him.
Legs falling back to the bed she kept her legs closed tightly and pressed her thighs together. Carol looked at him shyly and he planted his hands on either side of her head his nose running up the column of her throat, "You're beautiful Carol don't hide from me, please." Running his fingers down the center of her chest, "I wont do anything you don't want. You tell me to stop and I will."
He felt her body loosen up and he smiled against her neck just as his fingers ran along her hip. She was breathing harder against his shoulder her lips brushing his skin as his fingers continued a downward path towards the heat that was calling his name. He wanted to taste her but he didn't think she would go for it.
The second his fingers ran along her slit her legs fell wider and she whimpered his name. His hands planted on his ribs her nails biting into him as he parted her lips and let his fingers tease her. "Fuck you're soaked." He groaned against her.
Carol nodded against him and lifted her hip against his palm, "Please Daryl."
Turning his head he caught her mouth just as his thumb circled her and she moaned loudly into his mouth. Kissing her harder to swallow her sounds in hopes that she didn't wake Sophia. Sliding one finger into her his breath abandoned him at how tight she was and he swore against her lips pushing deeper into her as she lifted her hips.
"M-more." Her voice broke over the word and nodded against her and she didn't release his mouth. Her teeth scraped against his bottom lip as he picked up his pace working another finger into her feeling her heat completely around him. Her pleas and whimpers were more urgent as his fingers pushed into her deeper and hooked causing her body to arch under him seeking him.
Feeling how close she was had him throbbing even harder and he swallowed burying his face in her throat needing to catch his breath as he pulled away from her mouth. Her own face pressed into his shoulder as her body arched into him again and she started running her hand back down his body in search of him.
The second her hand closed around him his hips bucked into her hand and she gave a small laugh. Her hand was matching his own and her grip was getting tighter around him as she stroked him causing him to groan loudly.
"Shh." Carol smiled against his face. "Sophia will wake up."
Daryl growled against her mouth and her hand tightened over him again causing him to groan again, "Then don't fucking do that." He grunted as her thumb pressed against the head of his cock.
Carol opened her mouth to say something and Daryl sped his fingers up and pressed her harder with his thumb moving it faster against her. He felt her tightening around his fingers and knew she was close. Her mouth snapped shut and she arched into his chest again rocking her hips against him as she continued to jerk him off. Daryl tried to pull back from her but she locked her legs behind his legs holding him where he was.
"Carol." He warned his voice hoarse as she fought to hold back his orgasm. If she didn't let him move she was going to be covered in his cum the thought alone making him swell more. Panting he shifted his hips and she rocked her own harder against his hand.
Her mouth opened and her eyes closed her body tipping over the edge as she bucked her hips up into him. The feeling her coiling around his fingers and falling apart beneath sent him over the edge and he groaned his body nearly collapsing on top of her as he jerked through his release her hand still stroking him through it. Face buried in her chest he panted as he tried to get his breath and her heaving breast weren't helping at the second.
Carol released him when his body finally slowed down and he let out a breath his own hand sliding from her. She whined and he chuckled letting himself fall to the bed on the opposite side of where he had started out. He was still breathing hard not use to anyone touching him other than himself. Besides that he had never let someone touch him as much as Carol had in such a short time in his entire life.
"That..." Carol turned her head her eyes wide, "I've never."
Daryl opened his eyes and looked at her for a second before smiling and bringing his fingers to his mouth. Her eyes followed the motion as he cleaned her off of himself. Her taste exploded in his mouth and it was that moment he knew he damned himself cause it was something he was going to crave the rest of his life. But beyond it was her in general he was going to crave more than anything. Her breathing was rapid as she watched him her eyes never leaving his and she licked her lips faintly.
He didn't say anything but his eyes went down her body to her stomach and hip where she was covered in his cum. He set up grabbing his shirt from the foot of the bed and moved over her. Carol pushed up on her elbows looking at him and then her finger made a tentative pass through it. Nostrils flaring he watched as her fingers slipped into her own mouth. She smiled around her fingers giving him a pointed look as she let them slide from her mouth.
After she was cleaned up Daryl lifted the covers searching for his pants and growled. "Just leave them." Carol pushed him down in the bed already moving to lay against him.
Letting out a breath his eyes went to the door. "What if she comes in here?"
Carol yawned and wrapped her arm around him, "It's fine Daryl I promise." Carol ran her fingers over the sparse hair on his torso, "Besides I like the feeling of you against me."
Daryl yawned loudly exhaustion returning now that he could focus on more than his dick at the moment. Blocking out the soft swell of her breast against his chest as he rolled over facing her, Daryl pulled her in tighter against him and her face pressed into his chest. He could already feel sleep calling his name and smirked as the lavender scent of her met his nose mixed with the smell of both of them.