Lollipop
Daryl was going to kill Rick, slowly, painfully. Why he thought bringing fucking lollipops back to camp was a good idea was beyond Daryl. He couldn't fucking take his eyes off of Beth. She was sitting there, looking so innocent, her tongue wrapping around the sucker, up and down, up and down, and then, she had to go and put the whole damn thing into her mouth. Daryl groaned and bit his lip, watching her. He had a hard on from hell from watching her. Yeah, he was going to kill Rick. He watched her look up at him from where she was sitting and he saw the slow smirk play across her lips as she realized what she was doing to him. Now it was about a million times worse because as she slowly licked the lollipop, her tongue moving extra slowly, she kept her eyes on him.
Daryl growled and got up, walking over to her. She knew she was in trouble, but it didn't stop her from sucking on the sucker as she looked up at him. "Something wrong, Daryl?" she asked, her voice innocent.
He growled and fisted her hair, tipping her head back. "Tent. Now." Beth giggled and got up, making her way to their tent. He was going to wipe that smirk right off her face.