Once the sun set and the hail started to come down they knew there would be no leaving the house for the night.
Beth walked into the bedroom and looked around. It reminded her of the days she and Daryl had lived in the house after leaving the prison. She opened up the closet and found some clean clothes.
"Anythin' in there that'll fit me?" She pulled A T-shirt off a hanger for herself and a pair of shorts.
"I think so," she said, moving aside. "Take a look." While his back was turned she quickly dressed into the dry clothes. A part of her wanted him to turn around and see her in nothing but her a bra and panties. She sat down on the bed, feeling much more comfortable and warm. She watched Daryl peel off his wet shirt and toss it to the floor. She couldn't help but check out the way his back muscles flexed as he pulled it off over his head. She got a good look at his tattoos. From where she was sitting they looked like two demons. But the most apparent thing was his scars. She held back from asking him anything. He had told her was that he had 'shitty' parents. It was clear to her that he'd been abused as a child. He stood there for a moment, knowing that she was looking at him. He turned around to face her and said
"My father was the one who did it to me; he'd beat me with his belt mostly or whatever he could get his hands on." He came and sat next to her on the bed. "My mom didn't do nothin' about it. He'd beat her too. He went after Merle when he was younger, but once he started to go to juvie he put his attention on me." The topic clearly deeply upset him and he was spilling out his past to her. Beth slowly got onto her knees and went behind him and wrapped her arms around him in a hug. "He was always drunk, didn't matter what time of the day it was. I spent a lot of times in the woods, fendin' for myself. My mother died when our house burnt down. Merle was in jail at the time. My dad didn't even care; it was like nothin' had happened. We moved into a new house and things went back to the way they were. Soon after my dad got in a bar fight and ended up killin' a guy. He went to jail and I was alone." She tightened her grip on him and leaned down to kiss his cheek. They sat in the quiet for a few minutes, listening to the hail and rain hit the roof. She knew there was nothing to say to him, he just needed her to be there and listen.
Suddenly her stomach let out a loud growl. She saw the corner of his mouth turn up into a slight smile.
"You hungry?"
"A little, let's go see if we can find some food downstairs." Beth hopped off the bed and left Daryl upstairs to finish getting dressed.
When they reached the kitchen they started looking through the cabinets. Beth found an old box of crackers and some cans of soup. They started a small fire and heated up the soup over it. The crackers were stale but filled them up and tasted better when they dipped them in the broth. Once they were finished they continued to sit around the small fire in the living room.
"I hope Carol's not too worried."
"She ain't," said Daryl, "She was pissed at me when I left."
"She can't stay mad at you forever. We just can't let her find out about us."
"You wanna hide it?" She knew it sounded bad, like she wanted to hide the fact she was with him. But that wasn't it at all. It would only further drive a wedge between Carol and Daryl and give Steve a real reason to come after her. "What are we?" She looked up at him. He was staring at her, searching for an answer. She wasn't sure how she felt about labels, did it really matter anymore? It almost seemed childish to call each other 'boyfriend/girlfriend.' She had done it with Zach because he had wanted it. And she wasn't sure that's what Daryl wanted. He was mature and older. The apocalypse had shed light on things like that. Things that people used to do that now seemed useless and didn't matter. Maybe it was the primal side of her waking up.
"We're together," she said, smiling. He smiled back at her. She slowly scooted herself closer to him until she was resting her head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her even closer. She closed her eyes and listened to the crackling of the fire. If only life could be this peaceful forever. Breaking the silence Daryl said
"Maggie would fuckin' beat my ass." She couldn't help but laugh and say
"She would not!"
"Oh yes she would, you're her little sister." Beth gave him a playful shove. He was probably right.
"What about my daddy?"
"I think he'd be just fine with it." His answer surprised her. She would think that her daddy would have a problem with it. He had had a hard time accepting Glenn and he was Maggie's age. She could only imagine what he'd think of Daryl.
The room fell silent again. Beth let her mind wander. What did Daryl see in her anyway? He had to have more experience than she did. She didn't want to be blunt about asking him so she said
"Before all this happened, what'd you like to do?"
"Whadya mean?"
"I mean like for fun, you told me what you did for work but what'd you do on your Friday nights?"
"Bars with Merle," he said, "Not much else to do. Worked on the weekdays and went out on the weekends."
"Did you like to party?" He shrugged and said
"That was more of Merle's thing. I liked to go out, just get a drink or two." Feeling bold she asked
"Was it a strip club?" He let out a sound of shock and said
"Where'd you get that idea?"
"Isn't that what single men like to do on the weekends?" He started laughing and said
"Who told you that?" She shrugged and he continued to talk. "There were two places in town, we usually wentta the bar but sometimes Merle dragged me into the strip club. Never liked it much."
"Your girlfriend didn't approve?" She thought she had dug a little too deep.
"I see whatcha doin'," he said with a smirk. "To answer your question, no I didn't have a girlfriend. Nuthin' serious anyway, just hookups." It had been the answer she was looking for and expected but she still couldn't help but feel a twinge of annoyance.
"Just a bunch of sluts then." She had never used such language and the word sounded weird coming out of her own mouth. He smirked and said
"Jealous?"
"Not a bit," she said, not wanting to admit to anything.
"What about you?" The question hung in the air as she thought about what to say. She was a virgin. She had never gotten past kissing a guy. She and Jimmy had been too young and she hadn't been dating Zach long enough to get physically involved with him.
"Jimmy and I might as well of been friends," she said, "And I didn't know Zach well enough." He hated admitting it to him. What if he wanted someone more on his level? How could she show him that she wanted him? They'd only been aware of each other's feelings for a day but he'd been tugging at her heart for the past month. She wanted all of him emotionally and physically. She knew what she had to do. She got up and said
"I'm exhausted, gonna go upstairs and get into bed."
"Alright," he said, "I'll be up in a minute." She watched as he started to douse the fire and then went up. She shut the door to the bedroom and quickly stripped down to her bra and panties. She looked at herself in the mirror across the room. She had white undies on and a dark blue bra. If she had known this was gonna happen she would have put on matching underwear. She stood to the right of the doorway, waiting for him to come in.
When he walked in he didn't see her standing there. She closed the door behind him. He turned around and saw her. His eyes widened and his jaw hung open.
"Beth what are you doin'?" She tried to think of all the movies she'd seen of women seducing men. She shushed him and moved placed a hand on his chest, gently pushing him into a sitting position on the end of the bed. She took a step back and stood in front of him. He repeated his question and said
"What are you doin'?"
"Seducing you." He looked mesmerized as she slowly reached around and unclipped her bra. She held it to her chest before slowly letting go of it and dropping it to the floor. The air was cold and she felt her nipples harden as she continued to stand there and look him in the eyes. His voice came out deep and raspy
"Beth," she moved towards him and stood there, looking down at him. He lightly placed his hands on her hips, looping his fingers underneath the cloth of her panties. He rubbed little circles into her skin with his thumbs. His gaze was full of lust and want. She leaned down and kissed him, threading her hands into his dark long hair. The kiss was passionate; she let out a soft moan as he tightened his grip on her.
To her shock and confusion he suddenly stopped and pulled away. He grabbed a blanket on the side of the bed and wrapped her up in it, concealing her naked body.
"We can't Beth."
"Why not?"
"It wouldn't be right, not now." She felt angry and said
"Well if not now when! Who's to say that I won't be dead tomorrow?" She knew she had crossed the line. She saw a flash of anger in his eyes and he said
"Don't talk like that."
"But it's true," she said, "I don't' wanna wait any longer Daryl, I want this, I really do." He looked into her eyes with uncertainty. For a moment she thought he was going to get up and tell her no but he pulled her back down into a kiss.
As he stood up she pushed off the blanket and clung to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her body against his. She wasted no time in trying to tear his shirt off. He laughed as she forced it up onto his neck. He took it off and threw it aside. He swung her around putting her gently down onto the bed, attacking her neck with his lips. She let out a low moan, loving the sensation. Her body was heating up and she could feel an ache between her legs. He ran his hands up and down her sides and then cupped her breasts in his hands, rubbing his finger over her nipples. She whimpered softly, it was all new to her but she was loving every second of it. Her body went into a sensory overload as he moved down her neck to her chest and captured once of her nipples in his mouth, gently sucking and tugging at it. She boldly reached down and grabbed onto his crotch. She gasped, feeling how big the bulge in his pants was. He let out a low groan and she said
"Daryl please." He took her small hand in his bigger one and intertwined their fingers.
"Not yet sweetheart." He continued to suck on her breasts, making her clit throb. She grinded herself against him, wrapping her legs around his waist. Her panties were soaked and she could feel the rough material of his jeans through the thin cloth. He pulled away from her nipples and focused his attention on her pussy. Gently he stuck one of his fingers between her folds. "You're so fuckin' tight." He stuck another finger in and then started to rub her clit. She saw stars as he began to circle the bundle of nerves with his finger. Beth had touched herself before but she hadn't done it a lot and it had been awhile. The feeling intensified and she could feel herself getting close. His voice came out low and gravelly
"Come for me baby girl." It sent her over the edge. An overwhelming wave of pleasure crashed over her. She let a low moan as she rode out the feeling, pushing against Daryl as he continued to rub her clit. When she was done her body felt limp and relaxed. But she wasn't done with him yet. She sat up and moved her further back onto the bed so they were both completely on. He was on top, holding himself up with his arms. The look in his eyes conveyed pure lust but also slight concern. "You sure about this?"
"Positive," she said, reaching for his belt. She heard his breath hitch as she undid the buckle and then started to unzip his pants. She pushed them down, leaving him just in his boxers which didn't leave much to imagination. Then she slowly pushed those down. His cock sprung out and she felt her face redden. It was long and thick, the more she looked at it the more she wondered how it was going to fit inside of her. Instinctively she grabbed onto it. The skin was soft and she gently ran her hand up and down his length. He let out a deep groan. He obviously was enjoying what she was doing so she picked up the pace. He closed his eyes and looked as if he were in pure bliss. After a minute he grabbed her hand and lowered it back to the bed.
"Did I do something wrong?"
"No, just gonna make me come before we even get started." He positioned herself close to her so she could feel the head of his dick at her entrance. He was breathing heavily and already sweating. "This is gonna hurt." With a quick thrust he was inside of her. He was right it did hurt a ton. She blinked back tears, as he filled her completely. He kissed her softly trying to distract her from the pain. He slowly slid out and then thrust back in. She shut her eyes, trying to focus on the gentle kisses he was spreading across her neck. The pain started to fade and turn to pleasure as he picked up the pace. The sensation sent goosebumps up her body and seemed to electrify her. He continued to pick up the pace until he was pounding into her. The sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the room. She clung to his back, digging his nails into his skin.
"Fuck Beth you feel so fuckin' good." It felt amazing to be this close to him, to be one with him at last. She couldn't help but moan his name over and over again the closer she got. Her second orgasm overtook her. Only seconds after Daryl also climaxed, spilling inside her and continuing to pump into her until he was finished. He lay down next to her, both of them breathing heavily. Beth couldn't help but grin and say
"Can we do it again." He laughed, put an arm around her and pulled her into him.
"That was amazin'," he said, taking a deep breath. She rolled over so she was propped up on his chest, looking down at him. He reached up and ran his fingers through her hair, looking up at her with pure adoration and love. It almost didn't even look like him; it was so different from his usual serious demeanor. She wanted to say those three words to him. She felt a burning in her heart that she had never experienced before. It almost slipped off her tongue but she held back. What if he didn't say it back and scared him away? It was better to wait. Instead she curled up under the covers next to him so her back was pressed to him. He wrapped his arms around her and she felt him bury his face into her hair. It didn't take them long to fall asleep.
When Daryl woke up the next morning he found himself next to Beth. Both of them were still naked and his legs were intertwined with hers. He pulled himself up and sat against the wall. He couldn't believe what had happened last night. One moment he was covering her with a blanket and telling her no, the next he was pounding into her. It had been so long since he'd had sex. He was pretty sure he'd never taken a girl's virginity before either. He got up and looked outside. It was sunny out and they'd be able to leave. He pulled back on his boxers, feeling chilly. Fall was arriving and they'd definitely need to find some new clothes soon. As he got back into bed he felt Beth stir.
"Mornin'," he said, kissing her lightly on the cheek. She rolled over and looked at him, a happy glow still emitting from her.
"Good morning," she said, "How long have you been up?"
"Just a couple of minutes." She lay on her back, looking up at the ceiling. The smile slowly left her face.
"Daryl we didn't use protection." His brief moment of worry was replaced by relief when he thought of the solution.
"I can get some of those morning after pills from a pharmacy for you."
"That'll work," she said, back to her smiley self. The two got up, got dressed and left the house. The trees and the ground were still soaking wet from the storm but they made their way back to the road where Daryl's motorcycle was. It was also wet but hadn't been touched. He wiped it off as best he could and then they got on.
"Are we stopping at the pharmacy?"
"I'll go out later and get it. Those things are effective for up to seventy-two hours."
"How do you know that?"
"Merle." Confused Beth said
"Merle?"
"Ya," he felt his face redden with embarrassment. "He told me if I ever knocked up a girl those are what I needed to get."
The ride back took them twenty minutes. They parked the motorcycle and headed back over to the apartment. He expected Carol to still be pissed at him but when they walked through the door a worried Carol pulled them both into a hug.
"Where have you been?! I was just about to go tell Richard to send out search teams!"
"We're fine," he said, "Couldn't make it back in the storm, took shelter for the night in a house."
"Well I'm glad you're alright," she said, "You got back just in time, I made hot soup that'll warm you both up. It's getting colder out there." Daryl didn't like to be fussed over but he agreed and at down at the table.
"Did you find anything else on Rick?" asked Carol, setting up the bowls.
"Tracked him all the way to another road, he took off in a car from there."
"You'll find them," she said, joining them at the table. Something in her tone of voice rubbed Daryl the wrong way. Did she really want Rick back?
The soup smelled delicious and he dug in, not caring if he looked like a slob. He felt a foot tape his under the table. He looked up to see Beth smiling at him mischievously. She did it again, this time she ran her foot up his leg. Not wanting to reveal to Carol that something was going on he kept a straight face but touched her back.
When dinner was over and they were done playing footsie he stood up and said
"Well I'll be back, gotta go out and get some stuff at the store." He felt Carol grab his hand.
"You can't leave now. You just got back and it's nearly night time."
"I'll be back in an hour or so don't worry." He grabbed his crossbow and went back out the door.
Beth felt relieved Daryl had gone against Carol's wishes and gone out anyway. The sooner she took one of those pills the better she'd feel. She helped Carol clear the table and then went to sit on the couch. Carol came and sat next to her.
"How are you feeling?"
"I'm alright," she said "Still a little chilled. Fall is definitely coming." Carol was silent for a moment and then said
"Sophia was born in the fall." Beth didn't know what to say. She knew Carol had long gotten over Sophia's death. She didn't know if she should say words of comfort or stay silent. "Sometimes I wish I could have another child." She knew Carol was in her late forties and in today's world with no medical assistance such a thing would be almost impossible. "I had Lizzie and Mika but…." She trailed off, her eyes closed at the painful memory. Beth put a hand on her shoulder and said
"They're strong girls, they had to of made it out of the prison." Carol looked down at the floor, looking lost.
By the time Daryl returned Beth was getting ready to go to bed. Carol had already gotten into bed, saddened by the conversation they'd had about the girls. When he came through the door he looked frustrated.
"What's wrong?" She kept her voice down, not wanting Carol to hear.
"Couldn't find any pills."
"What? How?"
"I checked three different pharmacies 'round the town 'n none of them had any. I even went down to the town square to see they had any but they had none neither."
"So what am I supposed to do!" She was getting frantic and she took a deep breath trying to calm down.
"They're good for seventy-two hours," he said, "I promise I'll go out tomorrow 'n go check further away." She still felt slightly worried but she knew he was doing his best.
"Alright, thanks." He pulled her into a hug, rubbing her back in comfort. She looked up at him and captured his lips in hers. It started out as a soft kiss but got more intense. He slowly pushed her against the table, running his hands up her shirt. He desperately wanted to give in and let him take her right there but she knew they couldn't. He buried his face into her neck, sucking and kissing at the soft skin. She tried to push him away and he let out a growl and pulled her tighter to his body. "Daryl we can't do this, not here." She watched him reach into his pocket and pull out a whole bunch of condoms. "No it's not that, Carol's in the other room." He looked up at her with a feral gaze full of lust. Before she knew what was happening her shirt was above her head and he was sucking at her nipples. She wanted to cry out in pleasure but forced it back, hoping that Carol would stay asleep. She could no longer fight him and her pants were around her ankles, his fingers up inside of her. He growled into her ear
"Can't get enough of you." She let out a little whimper as he rubbed his finger over her clit. She stuffed her fingers in her mouth, trying to keep herself from moaning. She felt the familiar feeling of intense pleasure start to build in her legs. Just as she was about to come he pulled his hand away. She almost yelled out in frustration. He pulled her off the table and swung her around so she was facing the counter. He fumbled with his belt and zipper. She heard him ripping open a condom. Without warning he thrust into her. She yelped out in pain and he quickly put his hand over her mouth and whispered
"Be a good girl 'n keep quiet." He started to move in and out of her, stretching her again. It was almost as painful as the first time but the feeling faded much faster and soon all she felt was pure pleasure. He started to rub her clit again setting her loins on fire again. Whenever she'd make any noise he'd tighten his grip on her mouth and shush her which for some reason, turned her on even more. Soon they had both reached their climax, clinging onto each other as they rode it out. Her legs felt weak and she moved over onto the couch and dropped onto it. She watched Daryl pull the condom off and toss it in the trash.
"Be careful she doesn't see that tomorrow." He leaned down and tucked it under another layer of trash before coming and sitting next to her. They stayed there for awhile, catching their breath. Beth lay across his lap and felt him lightly running his fingers through her hair. It was relaxing and she found herself dozing off.
"Time for bed," he said, gently picking her up. He brought her to Carol's room and tucked her in. Before letting herself shut her eyes she made sure Carol was, in fact asleep. She felt Daryl kiss her lightly on the lips, say goodnight and then leave the room. She wanted to get up and go after him, sleep on the couch with him but her legs and arms were far too exhausted.
Thank you DarylDixon'sLover, K. Lynn Perks, VampireTrekkie1701, hearts-without-chains, electrickpanda and all the guests for commenting! So things are definitely moving along now :) This is one of the first few times I've written smut so let me know how I did lol.