Beach Day

"Must be Lanier," Beth commented as they stared out at the water shining like a million diamonds in the morning light. She looked around at all of the little islands and frowned a little. "Daryl, look at the islands."

Daryl looked around, a small smirk on his lips as he saw the same thing she did; nothing. There were no walkers aimlessly wandering around. "Ain't that a pretty sight." He looked down at her.

"Can we have a beach day?" she asked hopefully. They really should be looking for the others, but after everything that had happened, it would be nice to not have to worry about walkers for a day. He sighed and looked around at the small islands, judging the distance they would have to swim.

He finally nodded his head. "Yeah, we can go, that one." He nodded to the closest one. Beth nodded happily and looked around.

"Give me a boost," she said, walking over to a tree. Daryl walked over and cupped his hands together. Beth stepped up into it and he lifted her until she could reach the lowest branch. She pulled herself over it like she would a horse and straddled it. "Hand me your bag." She slipped her own from her shoulders and took Daryl's when he handed it to her. She smiled and put them in the tree where walkers or others wouldn't see them. She then proceeded to take off her shirt.

"What the hell are you doin'?" Daryl demanded.

"I don't want my clothes to be wet." She put her shirt with the bags and carefully stood on the branch. She pushed her jeans past her ass before carefully sitting down again, the bark digging into her skin as she pulled her boots, socks, and jeans off her legs and put them with everything else. Daryl tossed his shirt and jeans to her. She smirked a bit and added them to the pile along with his boots and socks. She carefully slipped from the branch and landed on her feet.

They made their way to the water's edge. "It's cold," she complained as they started to wade in. Daryl grunted as he followed her. Beth rolled her eyes. She was in too good of a mood for his angsty self to ruin it for her. Taking a deep breath she plunged in, getting it over with. She swam out a little ways, until she couldn't touch any longer before she came back up for air. She was freezing but she knew she'd get used to it sooner or later. She looked back at Daryl; he was still only up to his waist. "Hurry up," she called out as she started swimming towards the island.

Once she could touch the bottom again she just stood there, looking around. It was going to be an awesome day. It was probably going to be sweltering again, but they had shade, and tons of fresh water. She just smiled as Daryl walked past her and sat on the beach. "Where are you going?" she asked. "Come swim with me."

Daryl shook his head, droplets of water falling everywhere from his hair. "Nah, I'm good. Have fun." He sat back on the sand and eased himself down.

Beth huffed but let it go. If he didn't want to have fun, fine, she'd have fun all by herself. After about ten minutes of floating and diving and just wading around she was bored again. She looked at him, lying out in the sun, shirtless, looking too damn sexy for his own good. She smirked and walked closer to the shore. Once she was close enough she scooped her hands into the water and threw it towards him, soaking him and effectively waking him from the nap he'd been taking.

"Damn it Beth!" He jumped up, the cold water shocking him. She just laughed and covered her mouth, trying to be polite about it. He looked at her, his eyes flashing. "Think that was funny do you?" he asked. Beth's eyes widened as he started to wade into the water. "You're gonna get it girl."

She smirked, giving him a smile born of sin. "Gotta catch me first, old man," she teased. She took off, diving under the water and swimming away from him. She could hear him following her, but she didn't care. She squealed as he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her out of the water, pulling her back flush against his chest. She bit her lip as he buried his head in her neck and bit the skin lightly.

"Caught ya," he whispered and she swore she could hear the smug smirk in his voice. "Now, what to do with you?" His hands smoothed down the flat plane of her belly, slipping beneath the waistband of her panties. Beth bit her lip and let her head fall back against his shoulder as his finger found her clit and started to roll it. She moaned, her hands reaching behind her to tangle in his hair as she rolled her hips against him. "You like that?" he asked, his voice gruff in her ear as he ground his hips against her ass. He was already hard for her.

Beth turned in his arms and pulled him a little deeper into the water, deep enough she couldn't touch, but shallow enough he could. She wrapped her legs around his waist. "Fuck me," she whispered. He growled and worked his cock from his boxers and pushed her panties aside before sliding into her. She bit down on his shoulder as he filled and stretched her in the best way. He used her lightness in the water to fuck her against him, helping her move up and down. "Oh god," she groaned out as the fire started to burn in her belly. "Daryl."

He bit her neck hard and gripped her ass tighter in his hands. "So fuckin' good, Beth," he ground out through his teeth. "So fuckin' perfect." Beth could feel that fire burning hotter and hotter. She wasn't going to last long, she never did with Daryl. When he bit down on her pulse in her neck she cried out, coming around him, her walls squeezing and clenching around him. He growled, biting down harder as he filled her.

He let the water hold her as they rested against each other. She smiled and kissed his chest, shoulder, and neck. "Best beach day, ever."