Snowed In

Beth groaned when she rolled over. For some reason it was incredibly bright out and she couldn't understand why. She was freezing too. "Beth?" Daryl called, poking his head in. She whined and pulled the small blanket up closer. "Beth, you gotta get up, we got a problem."

Beth sighed and sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes. "What is it?" she asked. It couldn't be walkers; he wouldn't make her get up for walkers, not when she was up stairs.

"Look out the window."

Beth sighed and turned her head and she didn't want to go back to sleep anymore. She was too shocked to want to go back to sleep. There had to be at least a foot of snow outside. She blinks a few times, rubbed her eyes again, making sure she wasn't dreaming. "What the hell?" She threw the blankets off and climbed out of bed, walking over to the window. "Is that snow?"

"Well it's not daisies." He crossed his arms and leaned against the door. "It looks like there's more coming. I need help getting some wood in so we don't freeze. We're going to be here for a while."

Beth sighed and sat down on the bed, pulling her boots on. "Why is there snow on the ground?" she whined. Daryl rolled his eyes as they walked down the stairs. Beth really hated the cold.

…

Two months. They had been snowed in for two months. Beth couldn't remember seeing a winter this bad before. They hadn't been able to leave the mortuary, not to do more than hunt or get wood for a fire. There was no way they were going to be able to travel in this. Beth and Daryl were starting to get cabin fever. They needed to get out, or do something to get rid of the boredom. She was watching the flames in the fireplace as Daryl skinned the rabbit he'd caught earlier that day. "Daryl?" He grunted at her. "Can we make out?" she asked.

He stopped, slowly looked up and stared at her. "What?"

She sighed a little and looked at him. "I want to make out." She put her head on her knees and looked over at him. "I mean, you know I like you, you'd have to be blind to not see that." She moved a little closer to him. "Don't you like me?"

Daryl put the rabbit down and wiped his hands on his jeans before wrapping a hand around her ass and pulling her against him, lying her back on the floor. "Oh yeah," he told her. "I like you." He dipped his head and kissed her, fisting his other hand in her hair. Beth moaned and wrapped her arms around him as she kissed him back. Part of her couldn't believe this was happening, the other part of her couldn't believe they'd made it two months trapped together without anything happening. She ran her fingers through his hair and moved her body around, trying to get a little more comfortable. Daryl rested in the cradle of her hips and she felt his cock hardening in his jeans, pressing against her. She moaned as their lips danced, he took his time, slow soft strokes, his tongue coming out every now and then to tease her as he rocked his hips against hers.

She pulled away slowly and looked up at him, her fingers tangled in his hair. "We can stop," she told him. She knew Daryl well enough to know that he didn't like to be pushed into anything.

"The only way we're stopping is if you tell me to." Beth nodded her head, her hands going to his shirt and pulling it over his head. "You gonna stop me?" She shook her head, looking up at him, running her hands down his chest. "Good." He kissed pulled her shirt over her head before kissing her again, his hands going to her jeans. Beth shivered as the cold got more intense. He pushed them closer to the fire and threw another log onto it as he pulled her jeans down her legs.

Beth lay back against the pillows and blankets they slept on in front of the fire and arched her back as he kissed up the expanse of her body. Once she could reach she unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, pulling his cock out, pumping it slowly. Daryl groaned and rocked his hips into her hand as she pumped him. It didn't take long before he was pushing her hand away and easing into her. It had been too long, way too long for both of them. He rocked against her. Beth gripped his hair, rocking her hips with him. "Oh god," she gasped out as the fire in her belly burned brighter and brighter. "Daryl," she moaned.

"I'm gonna take care of you baby," he told her, nuzzling her neck and kissing her skin. His thrusts sped up, they were panting, sweaty as he made love to her, not stopping until she was crying out his name and coming around him. He lay beside her and pulled her against him as they tried to catch her breath.

"We should have been doing that to keep warm," she panted out, rolling over and letting him spoon her as they watched the fire.

He smirked and kissed her shoulder. "Yeah, you might have a point there." Beth smiled as he nuzzled her neck. Maybe being snowed in wasn't such a bad thing.