Chapter 14

She tried. Oh, how hard she tried... Bay was in the bathtub, panting and sweating, one hand squeezing her sensitive breast, and the other hand working clumsily and frantically between her legs. Her eyes were screwed shut tight, her whole face scrunched up in frustration as she tried her hardest to get rid of that annoying throbbing in her center. I need an orgasm. Oh God please, I need one, I can't take this. However, what she didn't know, of course, was, that for almost all women it didn't work like this. If they were too tense and focusing too much on reaching their climax, it often didn't happen. On top of that she wasn't able to make her brain and her body accept her own touch. It felt nice, but it wasn't very pleasurable to her. Not like Daryl's thingy rubbing against her had been. It was of no use, she needed him. She had no clue what she was doing and she simply needed her boyfriend to help her out.

"DAMNIT!" Bay cursed loudly and punched the tub in frustration. "Ooouuuch!" she whined quietly and shook her aching hand, the same one she had punched Cassie with earlier. Knowing her luck she might have sprained it now. Great, Daryl sure as hell isn't going to play nurse for a fourth time, seeing as I wasn't even allowed to touch his arm just now. Great, if this happens when I start exploring, I better don't do it ever again. Just stick to kissing. This is torture. She sighed deeply and rubbed her face hard. She had to accept that there would be no help for her tonight from the looks of things. She'd just have to go to bed and hope that the throbbing would stop eventually and let her sleep. She hoped to God that it would never return once it was gone.

Daryl had heard her yelling and he felt a pang in his heart. He had disappointed her and he figured she was pissed at him. Well, in a way she really was pissed at him right now, but not for the reason he assumed. He had no idea how to handle this situation. If it would be anyone else, he would just leave and ignore the matter, but he wasn't able to do that with Bay. He couldn't bring himself to leave, he wanted to be here, but he didn't want to face the fallout of his actions. Hearing her yell and curse only confirmed to him that he really had fucked up and that things would be different now. Shit, what if she kicks me out? What if she don't wanna be with me no more? This is why I never wanted a damn girlfriend to begin with. All this shit with all them damn feelings... Damn Bay, why you gotta be so hot? Why I gotta be such a damn weak idiot? He really didn't know what to do, so when Bay came out of the bathroom, Daryl did the only right thing he could think of in that moment. He pretended to be asleep. Good Lord, I'm pathetic.

Bay wasn't stupid. She didn't believe for one second that Daryl was truly asleep. For one, he never slept on his right side and his back turned on her. This was a conscious decision on his part to ignore her. "Awesome." she muttered grumpily, but she decided that two can play that game, so she didn't acknowledge him either while she slipped into bed next to him, turning her back on him as well. Being in her bed made her remember what had happened less than an hour earlier and it made the need that was still coursing through her veins stronger again. She sighed deeply and kept squirming and pressing her legs together, but to no avail. She soon slipped into an uneasy slumber and before long, her alarm went off. Daryl didn't stir while she got ready for work, not even when she threaded her fingers through his hair and kissed his cheek softly. She couldn't help it, she already missed him and his kisses and gentle touches and she wanted to be close to him. "Can we please just forget what happened and go back to right before it happened?" she murmured sadly and waited for a reaction, but nothing happened. "Alright. I'll see you tonight." she kissed his cheek once more and left. The door had barely closed behind her, when Daryl opened his eyes and released a deep sigh. Why didn't I say anything? He had no answer for himself. He hadn't been sure how to act. One thing was for sure though, he hated this weirdness between them, although he didn't realize that he was the one who was causing it. He decided that he would apologize that night and vowed to himself to not let things get so out of control again.

Bay was ecstatic when he came by Shoney's to eat after he had finished work. He was still unsure of how to act, so he only peeked up shyly at her through his blonde fringe. The way she was smiling at him made him relax a little. She really seemed to be completely normal again, like she really had forgotten about what he'd done. However he struggled with believing that everything truly was alright again. How can she forgive him so easily, if he had a hard time forgiving himself?

"Can we talk?" he asked when she brought him his food.

"Let's talk at home, okay? I'm thinking that it would be better to be safe from others listening to that particular conversation." Bay laughed softly and squeezed his shoulder before she left to pick up another order.

Daryl wanted to stick around until the end of her shift, but Bay soon sent him home, because she would be able to catch a ride with a colleague. Also she kind of liked when she came home and he was already waiting for her. She craved it after having come home to an empty and dark apartment for so long. When she came back she dropped her bag on the floor by the door and plopped down on the sofa-bed next to Daryl.

"Oh God, finally! My feet are killing me today." she was in good spirits though and was smiling while she said it.

"Come here." Daryl grabbed for her legs and pulled her feet into his lap to give her one of his awesome foot rubs.

"I didn't mean it like that." Bay laughed.

"I know." Daryl smiled slightly kneaded her foot with the best pressure ever.

"Mmmmmm... you're the best." Bay let her eyes fall shut with a moan and leaned her head back against the arm rest.

"I'm sorry." Daryl spoke after a couple of minutes of silence. "'bout last night, I mean."

"And which part of last night are you sorry for exactly?" Bay opened her eyes and looked at him curiously. Daryl blushed and he looked intently at her feet in his lap, so he wouldn't have to look at her face.

"You know..." he cleared his throat. "Ya tell me you ain't never done nothin' like this before and I... uh... didn't tell ya what could happen if ya... umm,... dry-hump me like that... "

"That's what it's called?" Bay giggled, because she thought it was a funny expression. Also, she was a little surprise that it actually had a name. "Dry-hump?"

"Yeah. It's like screwing, but without... you know... being inside ya..."

"And with clothes on."

"Right, but also works without clothes..." Daryl mumbled absently, in his mind he was already a step ahead and thinking about getting back to his apology, but Bay didn't let him. When he'd said that it also worked without clothes, she had immediately felt herself getting aroused again. She shivered and reflexively rubbed her goosebumps-covered arm.

"Really? W-without... clothes?" her eyes widened as she imagined what that would feel like. She was blushing while she was admitting it to herself, but that moment when she had felt his bare penis slide against her skin had felt incredible. It had her even more curious about seeing it, feeling it and exploring it, because it really had felt good. So hard and hot, but so soft at the same time. She got tingles in her belly when she remembered what it had been like, and the tingles intensified when she thought about having that feeling a little further down south.

"Yeah, but don't worry. Ain't gon' do that." Daryl tried to reassure her, but in all actuality, he was disappointing her with that bit of news.

"Oh..."

"Anyway, ummm... that's what I'm sorry for... that I didn't stop. I said I didn't wanna rush ya and I won't. Won't happen again." Daryl finally got out the rest of his explanation, glad to have it off his chest.

"That's not the part you have to be sorry for, Daryl." Bay said and made him frown.

"It ain't?"

"No. I promised you that I would say stop if it got too much for me to handle, right?"

"Yeah."

"So? Did I ask you to stop? Was I mad at you for... ummm... having an or-... umm... finishing?"

"Yeah, ya were."

"No I wasn't!" Bay looked at him in surprise. When in the world had he gotten the impression that she had been mad at him.

"Ya were, Bay! I heard ya in the bathroom." he told her and watched her eyes widen in shock.

"W-what exactly... did you hear?" If he heard me trying to masturbate I will die on the spot.

"I heard ya yell..."

"Oh!" Thank God. "But that wasn't because I was mad at you, Daryl. That was something else."

"Yeah? What?" he looked at her suspiciously. Usually he wouldn't have thought much about her reply, but the crimson that was creeping into her cheeks and her startled gaze had him intrigued.

"It was nothing." She replied a little too quickly for his taste and fidgeted with the material of her black skirt in her lap. "Anyway, what I was hurt by was how you shrugged me off and ignored me right after... well, you know." Bay muttered while she focused on a loose thread at the seam of the skirt. "I,... You know I haven't done that before, so I don't know how obvious it was that I... um, quite enjoyed what we did... And it was a first time for me and I felt like I did something wrong, and kind of rejected when you checked out like that. It was frustrating."

"I'm sorry about that, too." It didn't sound too genuine, but Daryl still meant it. He was just a little distracted, because his mind was trying to figure out why she had yelled in the bathroom. Now that she had offered some more info about her enjoying the dry-humping and adding the word 'frustrating', an idea of why she had yelled was starting to form in his head, and that sure as hell didn't help him focus. It also made him realize something else, which made him feel like the worst boyfriend in the world. I left her hanging... She was beggin' me for cryin' out loud and I left her hanging. Did ya try finishing the job yourself, sweetheart? He knew he had no right thinking like that, but he hoped that she hadn't succeeded, if that was the case. He had his mind set on being the first and the only one to give her an orgasm. He didn't even want Bay herself to take that away from him, even though he deserved it after 'checking out' last night.

"I accept your apology, but please don't do it again? I wasn't mad and I didn't mind what happened." Bay reassured him, before she stammered, "I wouldn't mind if it happened again,... just so you know." she looked up at him shyly and burst out into a little laugh when she noticed his surprised expression. "Daryl, don't look so surprised. Just because I haven't done it before it doesn't mean that I'm not curious or that I don't want to do these things. I'm... okay that sounds stupid and I wanna slap myself for saying this out loud and please don't laugh, but, um... I'm eager to do these things with you..." she blushed hard and rubbed her face in an attempt to hide behind her hands for a couple of seconds. It was really tough to put yourself out there like that, but she wanted Daryl to know that he really didn't have to walk on eggshells around her where those things were concerned. Her grandmother had taught her to be honest and to be brave in the process, but that didn't mean that it came easy to her. However she was trying her hardest to keep up the values she had been taught. It would help to clear up any confusion about the situation, she was sure of that. Embarrassment would be a smile price to pay for her, in order for Daryl to have clarity on what she wanted.

Daryl had to fight a smirk. She was eager to do some exploring with him? Aw shit, baby girl. I ain't never gon' get rid of ma damn boner now. As much as her words made him proud and made his dick twitch in his boxers, he was also once more impressed by her courage to say these things to him. Daryl never would have admitted something like that out loud. He was grateful that she had, because it eased his mind and the nervousness he'd felt since last night, slowly left his body, now that he knew that she really wasn't mad and actually wanted this stuff to happen. "So that wasn't too fast for ya?"

"No. I was the one who started it, wasn't I? Even though I have to admit that I had no clue what exactly I had started back there. It felt so good, I just wasn't able to stop... so if anything I guess you could be mad at me for humping you like that." Bay laughed quietly and shook her head at herself.

"Nah,... liked it, too. Obviously. Was so fucking hot, baby girl. Your damn hips can move. He was still able to feel them undulate between his arm and his pelvis from when he had slung his arm around her and had pressed her harder against him.

"Okay, can we agree on something then? Can we agree once and for all that we will do whatever feels right and that we will stop the other if one of us isn't comfortable with something? And if no one says stop, we just keep going and know that it's okay? Honestly, I don't want to have this talk again and I don't want this weirdness between us every time something new happens. It's just awkward and I'm not good with awkward." Bay never wanted to talk about sex again. She was fine with taking the next steps with him, but she never ever wanted to talk about what they did and what they would be doing in the future. She was young and still clueless to the fact, that communication, especially in this area, was damn important, and Daryl was exactly the same way. He was only too glad to agree to her suggestion of never talking about it.

"Do stuff and never talk about it? Works for me." Daryl said and was relieved that this would be the last time they would have to discuss it. "Got a question, though."

"Okay, what?"

"What happened in the bathroom last night?" he asked and squinted his eyes at her as he studied her face that was flushing anew.

Bay laughed with embarrassment and tossed her pillow in his face. "Nothing! Not talking about it."

"Mhm..." The corners of Daryl's mouth were turned up in amusement. "Nothing happened?" he emphasized the first word and put more meaning into it, hoping she would get what he was asking.

"Nothing." Bay understood, at least she thought she understood what he was really asking. Oh God, he knows... he's asking if I had an orgasm.

"Good." Daryl smirked and finally released her feet and scooted closer to her until she was sideways on his lap. It was time to really end all the talking now and use their mouths for better things. He sighed blissfully on the inside when he pressed his lips back to hers for the first time in 24 hours. It had been 24 hours too long. He teased the tip of his tongue along her lips until she parted them for him and his tongue slid home to mate with hers. Daryl soon guided her down on her back and removed the scarf from around her neck, before he joined her in the horizontal position. He gently tilted her head to the side and licked over the hickeys that were starting to change color and would soon fade. He decided that from now on he would leave them in places that only he would see so she wouldn't have to go to the trouble of wearing a scarf in the summer heat. Tonight he only gave her neck a short, little suck, which already had her gasping, before he moved his lips to the hollow between her clavicles, dipping his tongue in before he moved lower, right to the very end of the v-cut of her black top. He pushed her silver cross to the side and ever so slowly licked a long line starting at the valley of her breasts back up to the hollow of her throat, right along her scar, enjoying every single inch of skin he got to touch and taste. Next he licked his way up her throat, ending his tongue's journey with a soft kiss to her chin before he connected his lips back to hers and kissed her so passionately that she felt like she was drowning in him and held on to his shoulders for dear life. Daryl really was a very good kisser, which was funny, because he'd never really spent much time doing it with the few girls he'd been with.

As much as she hated it, Bay had to excuse herself a couple of minutes later to go to the bathroom. While she did her business and also changed out of her uniform and into her outfit for sleeping, Daryl used the opportunity to sit back up and light himself a cigarette. Bay came back a minute later and straddled his lap with a smile on her face. "Going to share?"

Instead of replying he held the cigarette up to her lips, loving the little shocks he received when Bay's lips touched his fingers. He watched her take a drag and inhale, and suddenly he had an idea. "Ya know how ta shotgun?"

"I do." Bay smiled and her reply excited him. He'd seen it in an adult movie once and he'd liked it and had wondered if he'd ever get to try. He took the next drag and put his hand on the back of Bay's neck to pull her closer. They both parted their lips and tilted their heads, so their mouths would fit together perfectly. Their lips were only very lightly touching as Daryl slowly exhaled and released the smoke to flow directly into Bay's waiting mouth while she inhaled. Like they knew what the other one was thinking, both their tongues moved and met in the middle, slowly and sensually flicking and circling each other before Bay pulled back and released the smoke from her own lungs. Daryl still held her while they looked at each other, both their eyes glazed over with lust. It had been a highly erotic moment for the both of them and if they would have been able to see it for themselves, they probably would have attacked each other right that moment. They repeated the shotgun kiss twice more, the tongue action getting longer and more urgent each time, until Daryl finally stubbed out the cigarette and pulled Bay to him all the way, teeth gnashing a little from the force he used, but neither of them minded. While they kissed Daryl's hands slid down Bay's back until they reached the hem of her tank top. He played with it for a moment, waiting for her to maybe guide his hands somewhere else, but when she kept her hands in his hair and kept kissing him, he slowly inched his fingertips underneath the cotton fabric to touch the warm, soft skin of her back. It reminded him of that one night when he had massaged her back and he realized how much he had missed feeling her skin underneath his fingertips.

Bay had missed feeling his hands on her, too. She enjoyed it immensely to have them stroke her back again, and the fact that he was starting to explore a little, gave her the confidence to do so as well. When they came up for air, she took her time peppering his neck with little kisses, gently nipping here and there, and loving how his breath hitched when she did it. She let her lips move to his shoulder, kissing and nuzzling the smooth skin, even pushing his black wife beater aside a little with her nose, so she would be able to kiss more of him. She soon ventured further down, tentatively licking along his collarbone, having him shudder and actually hiss a little, when she nipped at him. Since she hadn't complained yet, Daryl let his hands glide up her top even further, rubbing and stroking them up and down her back and gripping her shoulders when she started sucking on a spot just underneath his collarbone, giving him a new love bite. If she gives me one there, I'm allowed to give her one there, too, right? As soon as Bay released his skin, Daryl caught her lips with his and slowly lowered her on her back between his spread legs, while they kissed. He slid his hands out from underneath her top and supported himself on his hands on either side of her shoulders while he moved to his knees and hovered over her. Just like she had done a couple of minutes earlier, he let his lips and tongue travel down her neck. He kissed every single inch of skin of her upper chest that was exposed, until he moved to the side right side and towards the strap of her top. Bay's breath grew more labored when his mouth neared her breast again. She had been wanting to feel his hand on it for a while now, but she was still a little shy about guiding it there.

Daryl used his fingers to push the strap to the side, again moving slowly so she could stop him. She didn't, though and soon the strap was pushed off her shoulder and Daryl traced his fingertips along the swell of her breast, before he replaced them with his mouth, gently kissing the heavenly soft skin at the top of her breast. Feeling his fingers brush over the skin there, Bay's craving to feel his hand squeezing her was reaffirmed and she knew the only way he would do it was to show him what she wanted. Daryl started sucking a mark into her breast, knowing it was far enough to the side to not be visible in her work t-shirt. The lust that shot through her momentarily distracted her, as she threaded her fingers through his hair. Her hand was shaking slightly when she sought out and finally grabbed hold of his wrist and slowly pulled his hand back up to her chest. Daryl got the hint, and if he was surprised he didn't let it show, he just kept suckling at the supple skin of her breast. He couldn't lie, that she was still wearing her cross-necklace and that he felt it against his own skin while he was doing this to her, was a major turn on, and that she was now guiding his hand, showing him that she wanted him to touch her even more, that almost had him come undone.

Ma good girl wants me ta make her feel good,... mmmmmm, sweetheart. Ya ain't got no clue what that does to me. His arm got a little shaky, so he carefully lowered himself on top of her between her legs, but this time, due to his face being by her breast, their crotches didn't touch and he was able to grind his pelvis against the sofa-bed for some relief. The sofa-bed wasn't grinding back, so no danger of him losing control, he would be able to focus on her for now. He stopped suckling her skin, but only to move his lips a little further to the right to give her a second mark on her breast right away. While he let his tongue tease over her skin, his hand finally cupped her breast through the material of her top and gave her a light squeeze. Bay gasped and tightened her grip on both, his hair and on his wrist. Daryl halted for a moment, not sure if that had been a sign for him to stop or to keep going. "Want me to sto-" he didn't even get to finish his question.

"No! Keep going please." Bay murmured under her breath.

With pleasure. Daryl thought and closed his lips over her skin again and started sucking once more. While he did that, he experimentally let his thumb swipe over her nipple in a gentle caress, getting quite turned on by it in the process when he felt her immediate response, and pushed his dick against the bed a little harder. Bay, meanwhile, had felt the biggest shock of pleasure yet, when he had rubbed over her nipple, the sensations shooting straight to her center and making her buck her hips up against his belly involuntarily.

"Oh God..." she moaned helplessly. She was saying those words a lot lately, but it was all she was able to manage when Daryl did these things to her and with her. Daryl stopped sucking on her skin as a smile formed on his lips. She was so responsive, it was a dream come true. He lifted himself off of her and sat back down in his previous position. By laying on top of her he wasn't able to reach right, and he wanted to coax some more 'oh God' from her lips by exploring her breasts a bit more. They smiled at each other while he helped her up and positioned her back on his lap. They shared a sweet innocent kiss and just hugged for a moment, calming each other down, before it became too frantic and they risked a repeat performance of last night. After a having gotten some cuddling in, their mouths quickly found each other again and while they made out and their tongues were gliding and teasing, Daryl moved both his hands to her breasts, cupping them simultaneously and started playing with her a little bit. He tried squeezing and kneading with various amounts of pressure, finding out for the both of them what she liked. It made them realize that she had pretty sensitive breasts, because she liked every single one of his touches, gentle just as much as rough. He teased her nipples, trying slow circular motions, very light pinching and tugging, which had her moaning and gasping his name as she wriggled on his lap. He build up the intensity and when he started flicking his thumbs back and forth at a quick pace, he had her breathing harshly and erratically, gripping his shoulders hard as her hips rode the air above his lap, craving friction and getting none.

"Oh God,... oh God... oh God... " she moaned breathlessly, giving him his fix of what he'd wanted to hear. He loved how she trusted him so much, that she was able to let herself go like that. He really thought the whole thing between them would be a lot more awkward and tense. However, he wasn't sure if he would be able to let go like that if she was the one to explore him one day. He might actually be a lot more nervous when the time came, than she would be. Having him lay back and let her explore him would put him in a vulnerable position and so far he hadn't done well with those. On the other hand, the image of Bay curiously exploring his cock with her soft little fingers, and those full, pouty lips... Shit... Gonna cum within two minutes when that happens. He was on the verge of cumming right now, just thinking about it. Bay got him out of his own head a moment later, by softly placing her hands on top of his.

"Stop, please." Daryl looked at her in concern, but she was smiling. "It's good, but I can't take more right now..." The throbbing between her legs was becoming too much to handle again and today she didn't even want Daryl to take care of it. It was hard to explain, because last night she would have killed for him to bring her to orgasm, but tonight she was completely happy and comfortable with the intimacy they had shared and with the pace at which they were progressing. She didn't want to force anything. They shared a few more kisses before Daryl excused himself. He wanted to take a shower before bed, but of course getting clean wasn't the only thing on his mind. While a happy, but clueless Bay already laid down and waited for him, Daryl used a replay of their previous activities to take care of his raging erection, cumming hard when he thumbed his own nipple and heard her moans inside his head. Ten minutes later a happy and relaxed Daryl slipped into bed right next to her in nothing but his boxers, and gladly let her sleep in his arms again.

This became their routine for the next two weeks. Even though they had left that dry-humping incident behind them, it still made them keep things pretty innocent for the most part. After ten days Bay lost her shirt for the first time, but had kept on her bra. The day after that, she stopped wearing her shorts and got into bed with him just in her underwear. They became more and more comfortable with each other, unknowingly building more and more trust between them each day. They even started teasing each other a little outside of the sofa bed during mundane tasks like cleaning the bathroom and the kitchen. Bay had discovered that she was able to turn Daryl on extremely quick by raking her nails down his naked chest and belly, stopping just a second before her fingers would touch the waistband of his pants or boxers. It was full on summer now and Daryl often went shirtless and sometimes only in his boxers, and she absolutely loved it. She always had access to the hard planes of his body. She adored the differences between them and she found herself touching his upper body quite often, letting her hands glide up and down his strong arms, rubbing his smooth chest and tickling his flat belly. Sometimes Daryl would lay on his belly and would let her trace the lines of his back tattoo for an eternity, letting her elicit little shivers and goosebumps with her light touches, sometimes making him doze off happily. More often than not he was left with a painful hard-on, which he had to get rid off by himself. That he was so patient with her and never once complained or pushed made Bay even more comfortable around him. He was all she could have ever hoped for for a first boyfriend.

At the end of those two weeks Bay knew with absolute clarity that she wanted more. This time she was absolutely sober and clear and her want for more wasn't induced by the pleasure he was giving her. She wasn't ready to sleep with him, but she was ready to be with him in other ways. She wanted him close with absolutely no barriers between them. As stupid as it sounded to her own ears, she wanted to be naked with him. She wanted to feel his naked body on top of hers. She found herself fantasizing about taking baths and showers with him, about naked cuddling and about that naked dry-humping he had talked about. She wanted to touch and explore the rest of him and she wanted him to touch and explore the rest of her body. Just thinking about it had her insides quiver. Yep, she was more than ready. She was only waiting for the next weekend to roll around, because she wanted them to have all the time in the world, because saying goodbye in the mornings and having to wait 14 hours until they would see each other again, was torture. She wanted to enjoy a full weekend of new things with him before that stupid work week would start up again and she had high hopes, that she maybe would get to experience her first orgasm that weekend. But even if that wouldn't be in the cards, she definitely wanted to help Daryl achieve one. It was one of her biggest fantasies to feel him orgasm on top of her again. She couldn't wait and she really hoped he would be on board with all of it.

Thank you for reading!

We might be seeing mostly exploration/smut filled chapters for the next couple of chapters, not sure yet, they have a mind of their own and often change my plans.

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