Bite Me
"What the hell happened to you?" Maggie asked, nodding to the nasty bruise on his shoulder.
Daryl glanced at it and smirked. "You don't wanna know."
"You've got one there too." Rosita pointed to the one on his neck.
"Daryl, you look like you got into a fight." Carol put on her serious mamma face. "What the hell is going on?"
He smirked, watching Beth walk over. She slipped her arms around his neck and bit down on the shoulder without a bruise. "She likes to bite," he said, fisting his hand in her hair, kissing her hard.
"Oh my god, Beth!" Maggie stared are her sister as she sat beside Daryl. "What are you doing, practicing?"
Beth shrugged her shoulders. "Either I bite, which he likes too by the way, or I wake the whole camp."
Daryl smirked. "I told you you didn't wanna know."