Chapter 17

AN: Dim the lights and put on some sexy music, we're about to enter Smutsville in a couple of minutes. (i.e. one third into the chapter)

"So, how did this thing with Miss Bayanne happen? Since when are you guys knockin' boots?" Merle asked around a bite of his burger as he leaned back in the booth he was occupying with Daryl.

Daryl shrugged while he thought of what to say. "Started 'bout two months ago. She worked late at the store. There were two guys givin' her trouble. She handled them, but after she closed up and went home they attacked her. Tried raping her, cut her, pinned her to the ground."

Merle visibly straightened at that, a hard look on his face as his fists clenched for a moment. "Who was it?"

"Dunno,... Gus Bower and the guy he hangs with... Clint, I think, but I don't remember his last name. I was down the street when I heard her scream. Ran up to them, beat the crap outta both of them, told them that you and me would get them if they ever came near her again."

"Good. They got lucky it was you. I would'a stabbed and gutted them for that shit." Merle muttered darkly as he picked up a french fry and dipped it into the ketchup. "Hm,... maybe I oughta pay 'em a visit anyway... She alright?"

"Yeah, now she is. Got a scar on her chest now, though. Had nightmares for a while, but they stopped when... ummm... I started stayin' the night. I stayed parked in front of her apartment at night. Slept in my truck. She caught me, helped me out with a cop once... Invited me to stay and things kinda progressed from there on out." Daryl explained quietly. He was still very wary about Merle being so peaceful about the whole thing.

"Fuckin' bastards. Never hit a woman, ya hear me, Daryl? No matter how much she drives ya up a tree. Punch someone else instead, but never a woman. Only good lesson from home..." Merle shook his head in disgust as memories of his father beating their mother flashed up inside his mind. He quickly changed the topic. "Livin' with her, are ya?"

"Kinda... Yeah."

Merle grinned his trademark grin, sending chills down Daryl's spine. "You're a fucking goner, huh? Is my little baby brother in luuuuuuuv?"

"Shut up!"

"Y'are,... how cute." Merle drawled sarcastically and laughed a little. "At least ya picked a good one. If she were older, I'd hit that. Got good taste, little brother... didn't think ya did."

Daryl narrowed his eyes at Merle, not liking how Merle said that he'd hit that if Bay would be more his age. Merle noticed Daryl's suspicious stare, and chuckled. "What? Scared I might her steal from ya? Hm,... now there's a thought... little roll in the sack,... show her how a real man gets down and dirty,... ruin her for you forever... ha... better stay on your toes, son."

"Ya wouldn't do that." Daryl stated, but he didn't sound very convinced.

"How long we known each other, huh? I do whatever the fuck I like." Merle wiped his mouth with a white napkin before he crumpled it up in his fist and tossed it into the empty basket where his fries had been served in. Daryl hadn't thought it possible, but the tension inside his body grew tenfold, and he was very sure that all that tension wouldn't leave his body for as long as Merle was around... and around Bay. He would have to keep his eye on her, make sure Merle didn't make some kind of move. Can't watch her when she's at the store and I'm working myself. He better don't pull any bullshit. If he takes her away, I might just kill him. Shit... why's he always gotta say this fucked up crap?

Merle told Daryl some more about his new business venture, which simply consisted of transporting crystal meth from the cook Smitty to buyers in Atlanta. If he would get caught, Merle would take the fall, but he wasn't worried about that, he just thought about the good money he was going to make. He would stay with Smitty until after the first run, then he would get an place for himself and Daryl, if his little brother decided to stay with him after all. For now Daryl had declined.

When Daryl showed up at Shoney's later, Bay had immediately sensed that his mood hadn't improved at all. If anything, he seemed even more introverted than usual, and he watched her like a hawk. Pat joined Daryl later and from what Bay was able to see, he seemed to be downright pleading with Daryl. She watched them with interest, not understanding how Merle arriving back in town would have such an effect on everybody. Once again she hoped that this would only be temporary and that Daryl wouldn't be like this forever from now on.

During the ride home and during dinner, Daryl barely said two words to her, so she went into the bathroom and drew them a bath. When the tub was filled with heavenly hot water, Bay went back to the living room, took Daryl's hand and dragged him with her. Daryl sighed deeply when his body sank into the water. Before she got undressed Bay lit some candles and turned off the light, making Daryl feel like they were hiding away from the rest of the world, and he liked that very much in that moment. When she joined him, he finally relaxed a little bit. Bay sat between his spread legs, turning her body sideways so she would be able to look at him and touch him. She let her wet hand rub over his neck and shoulder, down his arm and back up to wash his chest gently.

"Why didn't you tell me that ya know my brother?" he suddenly spoke up, startling his girlfriend a little bit.

"We never talked about Merle." she shrugged. "Never really came up, did it?"

"Ya like him?"

"He's alright. No reason to complain so far."

"No, I mean, are ya sweet on him?" Daryl asked as his body tensed back up.

Bay's head whipped up at that and she looked at him with a frown. "Of course not! I'm with you. You're special to me, as you should know by now. There's nobody else. There never was." She fell silent for a moment and absently traced circular patterns around his nipples. "I think... " she hesitated and bit her lip for a moment, before she continued in almost a whisper. "I keep thinking that there will never be anyone else... Just you."

It's like she was reading his mind, because he thought he might be feeling the same way about her. It did something to him, because to him it meant that she was truly his. Only his. He wanted to be the only one she would ever be with. Where she was concerned, he was selfish like that, and he fully accepted it. "Ya mean that?" he asked quietly, the jealousy easing out of his body for now.

"Yes... I do. And it scares me." Bay admitted to him.

"Scares ya?" The hell she scared of? He got that feelings could be scary, he had been scared shitless when he had fully realized that he had actually a lot of feelings for Bay, but he wasn't scared of being with her for the rest of his life. Hell, he was scared of not being with her for the rest of his life. Apparently she felt differently, and he didn't like that. He didn't want her to be scared of the future she'd (hopefully) share with him.

"There's no guarantee, you know? That things will work out?" Bay sighed deeply. Daryl seemed to have infected her with his broodiness.

"They will." Daryl was convinced of that. He was committed to this thing and he would do everything in his power to have it work out.

"You don't know that."

"And you don't know that it won't work out." Daryl frowned, not liking that his usually optimistic and happy girlfriend was so moody all of a sudden. "Where's all that coming from? You ain't never talked like that."

"I always loose myself in you so much, that I sometimes forget what day it is." Bay chuckled humorlessly. "Until I remember... I wish I wouldn't have remembered today. I only remembered because Erin came by the store during my shift change... and because my colleagues at the restaurant..."

"What?" The fuck am I missing here? Daryl was utterly confused.

"It's been a year today... All of this started a year ago,... on my 18th birthday, when my father decided he was gonna come flying to my party." Bay murmured and placed her hand on his chest, right over his heart, needing to feel his steady heartbeat in that moment, and that he was alive and well.

"Shit... baby girl... It's yer birthday?" Daryl's eyes widened and he felt like shit, even though he hadn't known. "Why didn't ya say something?"

"Like I said, I forgot at first,... and then it just didn't seem important. Just another day. I'm more concerned with cheering you up. Hm, didn't that work out well?" once again she laughed without humor in her voice.

"Stop." Daryl smiled gently at her and put his wet hand to her face, softly rubbing her cheek with his thumb. "Don't ya worry bout me. Today's special. It's the day ya were fucking born, for cryin' out loud, sweetheart. Don't know bout you, but I'm gonna celebrate."

"Oh yeah? Are you gonna be able to forget about your brother being back? Because for some reason it really seems to stress you out."

"Ain't gonna talk 'bout Merle no more. Not tonight." he said decisively. He was determined that they have a nice rest of the evening, but she was right, it would be hard to get their minds off of their issues. Suddenly, he came up with a crazy idea. It was stupid and probably wildly inappropriate and she might not want to do it, but it was worth a try. Even if she would only laugh at him for suggesting what he would be suggesting, it would be good enough for him. He just wanted to get her out of this mood. "I gotta go do something!" Daryl announced and gently pushed Bay off his chest.

"What? Now?" Bay wondered what on earth he possibly had to go and do now. They were in the middle of a damn conversation.

"Yeah. Gotta go pick something up for us."

"What?"

"Something that will help us get our minds to chill the fuck out." Daryl kissed her hard before he got out of the tub in all his naked, and partially suds-covered, glory, and quickly wrapped a towel around his waist. "You stay in here and relax until I get back, alright? I won't be long!" he promised and gave her another kiss before he left the room, and five minutes after that, the apartment. Bay was confused, but since there was nothing else to do but wait, she leaned back, closed her eyes and tried to do what he had told her to do: relax.

"Daryl, my man! To what do I owe this rare visit?" Patrick and Daryl exchanged a manly handshake upon Daryl entering his former part-time home.

"I need a favor... And I need ya to keep your mouth shut about it and don't ask stupid questions." Daryl replied gruffly, barely meeting Patrick's eyes while he talked.

Patrick chuckled, not in the least offended by Daryl making demands, even though he was the one, who wanted something from Pat. It meant that he was about to hear something good. Something that would make him ask stupid questions in the first place. "Alright. So what can I do for ya?"

"Your girl ain't here?" Daryl asked first, straining his ears to pick up any sounds from another person in the apartment.

"Nah..." Patrick sighed. Things with Jessa hadn't been going so well. The divorce was tough on her and she took it out on Patrick, even though he tried to be supportive. "We're alone, so what can I do for you?"

"You, um... " Daryl shuffled his feet and dug his hands into his pockets as deeply as they would go. "You got some pot around? The stuff ya use for fucking?"

Pat was stunned. Knowing that Bay was a virgin and knowing how shy Daryl could be, he was surprised that the new couple was already pretty intimate from the sound of it. "Errr... yeah. Hold on..." Patrick got out of his recliner and walked into his bedroom where he kept his stash. Slowly the shock wore off and the biggest smile appeared on his face. Good for you, man. I knew she was perfect for ya. "Want me to roll one for you?" he shouted back to the living room.

"Yeah." Daryl replied, and on silent feet he crept over to the shelf where Patrick kept his VHS tapes. While Pat was busy in the bedroom, Daryl scanned the titles until he found the one he was looking for. He grabbed the tape with the label 'White Lightning' and quickly shoved it into his back pocket. Daryl usually wasn't picky about his porn, but he picked that movie, because it actually had a plot, it also focused on the girls' pleasure and not just on the guys, and the performers all had natural bodies and no fake enhanced boob shit going on. He thought that out of all the porn movies he knew, this one would most likely appeal to Bay, if she would actually agree to watch it with him. Getting high and watching porn always did a good job of distracting him. He knew Bay had smoked pot before and she wasn't against it. He also knew that she had watched porn before, and since she was usually pretty cool about everything, he thought it might be fun to do this together and fool around a little bit and forget everything around them for a couple of hours. He was curious about the pot Patrick used for 'fun time' with Jessa. Supposedly it made the whole thing more intense and enhanced pleasure. Patrick said it made him feel Jessa's touches way more intensely and vice versa. Orgasms and energy had been enhanced as well, so Daryl was definitely curious about trying that. Patrick and Jessa had had some crazy, wild and fun nights getting high on that stuff and having sex, maybe it would make him and Bay have a good time as well. He wouldn't use it to lure her into going all the way, he just wanted her to be able to switch off her mind and enjoy herself. And a more intense orgasm would be a great birthday gift, right?!

"Here ya go." Patrick came back out with a little plastic baggie, containing two joints. "Put a bonus one in there. Trust me,... y'all want a repeat." he grinned, making Daryl blush and look at the ground, but he was still grateful for Pat sharing the good stuff with him.

"Thanks." Daryl grabbed the baggie and put it in his pocket, careful not to crumple or squash them. He inched back towards the door. "I'll get going..."

"Hold up... " Patrick couldn't help at least one stupid question. "That mean y'all are going all the way? Already?" Daryl shot him a warning look, but Patrick laughed. "What? Come on, it's not that bad a question. I gave you two blunts, you can answer a harmless question in return, yeah?"

"No,... Ain't goin' all the way yet. Happy?" Daryl mumbled as he slowly moved closer to the door.

"Yes actually." Pat laughed and clapped Daryl on the shoulder. "Get outta here, man. I'm sure she's waiting. Ain't gonna keep ya any longer. Go. And have fun."

Daryl didn't say anything. He just gave Patrick a little nod as he walked out, careful to hide the tape he had snagged from the shelf. He really didn't need any more of Patrick's knowing grins.

"Hey... I told you to stay in the tub until I got back!" Bossy Daryl was making an appearance, but this time it didn't intimidate Bay. She had actually kind of missed his bossiness a little. She usually didn't like being told what to do, but with him... she could only describe it to be somehow exciting, in a way. Maybe it had to do with the fact of how she got even more aroused when he gave her instructions when they were fooling around. Something about that was really hot, but she wasn't really able to explain why she felt that way.

"But I got all wrinkly and the water got cold pretty fast. My personal radiator was missing and I missed my personal radiator." she pouted playfully and succeeded in making him smile. He liked hearing that she missed him.

"'s that right?" he smiled and let his gaze travel over her emerald green, fluffy bathrobe, which was covering her body. He narrowed his eyes, like it would give him x-ray-vision and he would be able to find out if she was naked under there.

"Mmhhmm..." she reached her hands out for him to join her on the bed, but Daryl shook his head no. However he briefly knelt down next to her and kissed her softly.

"Hey..." he murmured quietly against her lips. "You're pretty good at keeping an open mind, right?"

Bay pulled back and frowned a little. "Yeeeeeesss..." the word was drawn-out and spoken in a wary tone of voice, therefore not really confirming her boyfriend's assumption about her. To her own surprise, it had turned out that she was actually a quite curious and enthusiastic lover, maybe even adventurous... so far, a little bit, at least... but there were still things that made her a little nervous. It definitely made her nervous when he was implying that she should keep an open mind.

Daryl laughed a little and lovingly kissed the tip of her nose. "Ain't nothin' bad. 't least I don't think it is. Nothing ya ain't done before." he said in an attempt to erase the frown from her face. "It's your birthday and I think we should have a good time. Since we got some shit to deal with, we might need some help to forget about it." Daryl explained and pulled out the little plastic baggie that contained Patrick's "gifts", and the VHS tape.

Bay looked at the joints and felt relieved. It was true, it wasn't anything she hadn't done before and getting a little high would help in making her forget today's stupid anniversary. "I like the way you think." she smiled at him. "This should definitely help with blending out all the bullshit." She picked up the tape and read the label. "White Lightning... Never heard of it. What's it about?"

"Ummm... it's um... a porno... actually..." Daryl laughed with a hint of embarrassment. "That's why I asked about having an open mind... ya know?"

"Awwwww... pot and porn on my birthday. Oh Sweetie, you shouldn't have..." Bay said jokingly before she pulled his lips back to hers with a giggle. He really is too cute.

"So...? Ya down with watchin'?" he asked after their lips had separated again.

"Totally. I actually think that it's an awesome idea." Bay smiled. Okay, maybe she would be a liiiiittle bit embarrassed at first to watch other people having sex with her boyfriend right next to her, but in the end she thought it might be fun and that it wouldn't hurt to get a few pointers maybe.

I picked the right girl. She's fucking awesome. Daryl grinned to himself and kissed her once more before he stood up from the sofa-bed. "Alright. You stay right where you are and I'll prep the rest..."

By 'prepping the rest' he meant setting the mood a little. He didn't exactly want it to be a tacky and cheap experience or too much of a laughing matter. He wanted them to have a good time and he wanted it to be hot and comfortable at the same time, so he gathered pretty much every candle he was able to find, setting them up all around the living room in the safest manner possible. He was especially mindful of safety around the sofa-bed, making sure that they wouldn't be able to knock over a candle and set things on fire. He also put two bottles of water next to the bed, for hydration and also just in case that they would set something on fire after all. Soon the light of the candles was illuminating the room in a dim and intimate glow, and Bay felt herself relaxing already. She loved candlelight, it had a calming effect on her and she loved that Daryl always went the extra mile to make sure that she was comfortable. He was a perfect gentleman. Once every candle was lit, Daryl took off his clothes, only leaving on his boxer-shorts, and settled in behind Bay on the couch, pulling her to rest against his chest before he lit their blunt and offered it to her by holding it up to her lips between his thumb and forefinger.

The first couple of minutes had been a bit weird for both of them, but they soon got over it, especially when the effect of the pot started to kick in. They shared laughs and giggles at the "plot" at the beginning of the movie, but soon the first sex scene came up and they quieted down. They watched a beautiful red-haired woman stroking the guy's erection in a strip club while she talked dirty in his ear. Back in the day Bay hadn't enjoyed porn too much, but now she automatically envisioned herself and Daryl doing these things and it had her aroused pretty quickly. Daryl started nuzzling the side of her neck and used two fingers to brush her hair out of the way. He licked a long strip from the junction between neck and shoulder, up to her ear, gently nibbling on the outer shell. Bay shivered and moaned quietly. She tilted her head to the side, giving him more access and encouraging him to keep going at the same time. He interrupted his ministrations to take his last hit, then he attached his lips back to her skin while his hands went to the belt of her robe, loosening the knot that had made sure that her robe wouldn't fall open. He grabbed both sides of the garment in his hands and pulled it away from her body. Daryl groaned deep in his throat when he looked down over her shoulder and saw her completely nude body bared to his eyes. He put his hands on her belly and moved them up, stroking her incredibly soft skin, leaving goosebumps in his wake as she arched up into his hand. Bay closed her eyes and let the sexy moans coming from the TV fill her ears. She opened them again a moment later, watching the woman lower herself on the man's length. "Yours is so much bigger and more beautiful than that guy's." Bay giggled, making Daryl chuckle against her neck while he tugged the robe off her shoulders and arms, undressing her completely.

"You're much more beautiful than any girl I've ever seen." he murmured and gave her shoulder a sharp nip as his hands cupped her breast and squeezed possessively. "And you're all mine, baby girl."

Bay shuddered with lust. She didn't know if it was the pot, but his touch felt different. It was like she had gained more nerve endings and she was feeling more of it than before. Daryl rubbed both her nipples with his thumbs in slow circular motions, enjoying feeling them go from soft to hard as little pebbles. He kept massaging her tits, and after every little squeeze he pinched and tugged at her nipples, starting out soft and increasing the pressure and intensity with every round. It didn't take long at all to have Bay squirming and moaning. Her fingertips dug into his thighs ever so often while she rubbed them up and down. "Ya like when I play with yer tits, sweetheart?" he rasped against her shoulder where he was busy marking her again. He was surprised hearing himself ask that, but then again, he really shouldn't be surprised. Getting stoned had always made him loosen up and get more vocal.

"Mhm." Bay pressed out as she tried to grind her ass back into his erection while she watched the beautiful woman on screen get slammed hard by her lover. The woman was moaning in the sexiest way. She had a bit of a smoky voice and when she moaned and her breath hitched, she made the best sound, that had Bay's insides clenching pleasurably.

"Ain't hurtin' yet?" he asked as he tugged at her hardened peaks a bit rougher, grinning when he had her jumping and moaning louder.

"No... it's good." she panted and finally turned her head towards him, wanting to feel his tongue in her mouth. Daryl's kiss was electrifying. Every stroke of his tongue against her own had her shuddering and moaning. She felt it sizzling hotly throughout her entire body and setting her sensitized nerve-endings on fire. The summer heat, paired with the heat of the candles, their body heat and the things they were doing had a fine sheen of perspiration covering her body in no time. With the skin of her naked body glistening in the candlelight and with the wanton look in her eyes, Daryl thought that Bay looked like a sexy, naughty little goddess, but the silver cross she always wore reminded him that she was still his good girl at the same time. To him it was the sexiest mix ever. She was so complex that it sometimes made his head spin, but it was damn exciting. It was one of the reasons he was falling so damn hard for her. She was nice, good and sweet, but she was also wild, fierce and passionate. And then there was her sexy and naughty side. There was none he preferred, he loved all of her sides the same. She was the whole damn package. Was a damn fool to fight this for so long. He kissed her voraciously until they had to come up for air. His eyes flicked to the TV screen, taking in the scene that was unfolding. He reached around Bay and grabbed her chin with his right hand in order to turn her head back to face the TV again, while his left hand slid down her body.

"Watch!" he ordered and released her chin, but softly closed his hand around her throat instead, using his thumb to rub over one of the fading marks that was still present. "That bother you?" he asked quietly, referring to his hand on her throat.

"No." she breathed and her eyes widened when she noticed what was happening in the movie. The first and only time she had ever watched porn with Erin and Jessa, it had been pretty straight up. Intercourse, blow job, some fingering. She had never seen anything like this being done. The guy had his face buried between the woman's legs and he was kissing and licking her... there. She immediately imagined Daryl in that position and his luscious lips touching her most sensitive parts, and it send a strong surge of lust through her body. She had never really had that sensation before, but this time, she really felt herself getting wet. And just in time, it seemed, as she heard Daryl's voice in her ear.

"Spread your legs for me, baby girl... and keep watching." Daryl watched the movie, too, while Bay did as she was told and spread her legs for him. She was too fascinated and aroused by the events of the movie to even have the wherewithal to protest, in case she would have wanted to. Daryl's fingers teasingly slid over her smooth nether lips, tickling her a little until she was squirming in his (kind of dominant and possessive) embrace. Seemed like the effects of the marijuana was bringing out a new side inside of him, and the equally high Bay didn't mind that in the least, because he'd already had her shaking from arousal in a handful of minutes.

He kept teasing her gently while they both watched the woman being eaten out, by stroking his fingertips slowly up and down her outer pussy lips, eliciting goosebumps and little frustrated moans as Bay tried to shift to get his fingers to touch more of her. "Like what you're seeing?" Daryl asked her with a knowing grin as his fingers finally slid further down to her opening, feeling her liquid arousal. "Mmmm... yeah... ya do..." he groaned under his breath and licked along the column of her neck before he clamped his teeth down on her earlobe. He pressed urgent kisses to her skin, everywhere his mouth was able to reach as two fingers just lightly dipped into her opening, circling lightly, gathering her wetness on his fingertips before he brought them back up, spreading her with his ring and index finger while his wet middle finger delved between her small inner labia, gently pushing them to the sides, spreading her in a fashion that made her pussy look like the most beautiful butterfly he had ever seen. He admired his handiwork for a second before he focused his attention on her clit. He used the lubricated tip of his middle finger to stroke it from bottom to top, slightly pulling back the little hood with every stroke, making her quiver and jump with every bit of tender attention his finger was giving that very sensitive spot.

"Daryl... " she was gasping and arching her back, trying to push her pussy harder against his hand, as she helplessly clutched at the wrist which belonged to the hand around her throat, while she pushed her other hand behind her and between them, to fondle the hard, big bulge she was feeling against her lower back.

"Keep watching." he told her in a low voice when he noticed her eyes closing. He shuddered and reflexively squeezed her throat a little when he felt her hand palming his stiff cock through his boxers. Not yet... you first, baby girl, he told himself and tried to keep a grip on himself. Patrick hadn't been lying. That shit they had smoked really made things a lot more intense and it was tough holding back and not hump her like a damn dog until he came all over her. "That look good to ya?" he asked and nodded at the TV when she was back to watching and fighting to keep her eyes open. Him playing with her clit wasn't helping much. She wanted to close her eyes, lean back and let him make her cum.

"Yes." she panted, followed by a mewl when he rubbed a particularly good spot on her clit. "Oh God, Daryl... oh shit..."

He grinned smugly against her neck. He loved how he was able to make her cuss by giving her pleasure. He hoped she'd do much more of that in just a couple of minutes. "Bay?" he brought his mouth back up to her ear, letting her feel his hot breath against her skin before he whispered the next part into her ear. "I wanna do that to you."

Bay stilled and her eyes widened. Had she heard him right? "T-that...?" she stared at the screen before she turned her head to look at him. "Really?"

"Yeah. Need to... been wanting ta taste ya for a while." he admitted before he claimed her lips with his and pushed his tongue into her mouth, letting it tangle with hers passionately. He'd felt the need to taste her ever since the night he had masturbated in her bathtub for the first time. He needed to smell her and he needed to taste her. He felt it in every fiber of his being like a pesky itch that needed scratching. He wanted to brush his nose through her curls and inhale her most private scent deeply, letting it imprint on his senses and letting it mark him in a way that would ruin him for other women forever. She was the only one he would ever wanna do this with anyway. He realized that he was hers, just as much as he considered her his. He would never allow anybody else to call him theirs,... there would always only be Bay for him and he had never felt a stronger urge than to loose himself in her completely and give her all the pleasure he could, because she was giving him everything. "Gonna let me?" he asked breathlessly after breaking their wild kiss. Bay nodded, not able to make words come out of her mouth in that moment, she was nervous and excited at the same time and just like everything else, it was elevated by the pot in her system.

Daryl kissed her again and slowly maneuvered them into a different position. While he pushed her on her back, Bay grabbed at his boxer-shorts and pulled, wanting him naked as well. Daryl pushed them down quickly, lifting his knees one by one while he was kneeling, to get them off all the way. While he looked behind him as he pulled the garment off his feet, Bay sneakily wrapped her hand around his impressive shaft and rubbed her thumb across the wet tip.

"Ssssssssshhhiiiit..." Daryl hissed as his head whipped back around and he looked down at her hand stroking him. Bay looked up at him with the candlelight reflecting in her large, hazel eyes and biting her lip around a cheeky, little smile. Little vixen. He wanted to stop her, he wanted her to cum first, but shit it felt so damn good. The pleasure he was receiving felt like little fireworks. Little firework rockets of lust and arousal that shot from his own center into every other cell of his body and created exhilarating bursts of pleasure throughout his body when they exploded. This shit's so good. Thank God we got another for next time. Oh fuck, Bay... she's gotta stop... "Stop!" he gasped and cradled her head in his hands, making her focus on him and his words.

"I can't..." Bay still wore that sexy, little smile. "You're so beautiful,... I want to see you orgasm." she giggled happily.

Her words were innocent, but her expression was anything but, and Daryl found himself powerless to resist. Also, her hand massaging his throbbing cock wasn't strengthening his resolve either. "Keep going and you're about to..." he told her as one hand left its place on her jaw and grasped the silver cross that rested on her chest. That shit's so hot... I'm a fucking pervert... at least it's fun being one. Daryl chuckled at his own thoughts as he closed his fist around the cross and tugged on it, in order to pull Bay closer and kiss her senseless. He groaned into her mouth as Bay used the grip he enjoyed most; both hands around his cock, one on each side, fingers interlocked, thumbs pressed together side by side and rubbing along his underside, hitting all the good spots while she moved her hands up and down. He was going out of his mind, it felt insanely good and it had him moaning and groaning like a bitch in heat. He buried his hands in her hair, her cross still in his right fist as well, getting it tangled up in her tresses while he pulled her long hair, grasping it in his fists tightly, because he needed something to hold on to as his orgasm approached quickly.

"Oh fuck... unnnghhh Bay... fuck..." his eyes closed and his head fell back as his breathing turned quick and shallow. "Yes... yes... faster... fuck don't stop baby girl..." Bay obeyed and picked up the pace and was immediately rewarded with a loud groan as his head fell forward again and he rested his forehead against hers. "Oh yes... mmmmm such a good girl... my good girl... " he panted, even in his lust-filled haze he was acutely aware of her cross digging into his palm, turning him on even more. "That's it... oh God... don't stop... gonna cum all over you... don't stop... oh fuck YES!" Bay giggled quietly when she felt his length starting to spasm in her hands, happy that he had given him pleasure. She pointed his thingy at her chest and let him cum on her breasts. Daryl pulled on her hair again to tilt her face up, and kissed her sloppily while he grunted out his release. Patrick really hadn't been exaggerating at all. The orgasm was better and longer than usual. If he would have had any less self-discipline, he probably would have let them turn into potheads and fuck high all the time. Screw having a job, screw her all the time instead. Oh man, I wanna be inside her... Wanna make her cum on my dick. Am I getting hard 'gain? Fuck yeah... Daryl looked down at himself and giggled a little when he found his dick at half-mast. It would have to wait though, because he finally wanted his first taste of her. He released her hair and her cross from his grip and gently pushed her on her back.

"Awww shiiit, baby girl..." he chortled as he took in the picture she presented. Bathed in candlelight, 'just fucked'-hair, eyes glazed over, big happy smile and her silver cross was neatly framed by her cum-stained breasts. "Yer killin' me, sweetheart." He grinned as he positioned himself between her spread legs. "Let's see if I can kill you now." he was on his stomach by now, both his arms reaching around her thighs, keeping her spread for him. He licked his lips as he looked at her... looked at his beautiful, little pussy. Even high, Bay was trembling with anticipation and excitement. Daryl felt it in her thighs, prompting him to press a kiss against the inside of each one. "So beautiful..." he murmured as he finally lowered his head and fulfilled one of his fantasies by brushing his nose through her trimmed curls and inhaling her pure scent. He released a needy groan as she filled his nostrils and invaded his bloodstream like a drug, giving him another kind of high and instant cravings. There was no skill and no finesse as he dove in with a growl, but Bay couldn't care less, and it wasn't like she was able to tell. It was the first time giving and receiving this for the both of them after all, and his enthusiasm and excitement sure as hell had her enjoying this just as much as he did... Well, more actually, because she was getting her privates licked by her hot boyfriend.

He was tracing her shape with his tongue. He was thoroughly laving her outer and inner lips and sucking them a little. It was still a bit clumsy, but all insecurities that bubbled up in the back of his head were quickly squashed by Bay's response. She was gasping and moaning and squirming in his grasp. His tongue was giving her little electric shocks that had her clit throbbing. She needed his tongue there, but he was teasing her by exploring every other part first. When the tip of his tongue tentatively tickled her opening, her hips raised off the bed and she pressed herself against his face.

Fuck yeah, baby girl! Her wanton actions had him groaning against her, even before he got his first real taste. He removed one arm from around her thigh and brought his fingers to her center. With two fingers he gently spread her open before he thrust his tongue inside of her. Bay moaned his name loudly at the same time as her taste hit his tongue. It was a wicked good combination and Daryl was painfully hard within the blink of an eye. He groaned against her, using both his arms again to grip her thighs and pull her more against his face as he started to tongue-fuck her. His movements were downright frenzied as he felt like he was a man dying of thirst and she was the only one who could quench it.

"Daryl... Oh God, Daryl... Please..." What he was doing felt fantastic, but she needed more. She needed to feel his tongue on that little thing that would make her orgasm. "Please... I need you..."

"Ya got me." he panted, before he dove back in.

"No... I need... something..."

Daryl stopped and looked up at her curiously. "What do ya need?"

"You... to touch me somewhere else..."

"Where? Show me." he ordered her gently and watched with fascination as her hand slid down her belly, close to where his face was, until she stopped and timidly tapped a spot right above her clit. He hid a smirk as he moved his mouth up to her finger. "That's where ya want me?" he muttered before he licked the spot above her clit, teasing her a little. "Or did ya mean here?" he grasped her hand and pulled it further down until the tip of her index finger touched her stiff nub. He used the fingers of his other hand to spread her again and licked her clit and her finger, eliciting a sharp hiss from Bay's mouth. "Move your finger, baby girl. Rub yourself." he instructed. "That's a good girl." Bay moved her finger in little circles while Daryl kept licking her clit, rubbing against the sides with the tip of his tongue, and flicking her finger with his wet muscle as well, providing lubrication while she touched herself. They were both working in unison to get her to orgasm, and Bay was in heaven. Even him licking her finger every other second sent sharp stabs of pleasure to shoot through her whole body.

"Ya trust me, right?" Daryl looked up into her eyes while he touched his tongue to her again.

"Blindly." Bay gasped out. Daryl smiled proudly and kissed her thigh lovingly before he released his grip on her for a moment.

"Keep going, sweetheart. I'll be right back with ya..." he murmured as he shifted and reached over to the bedside table and plucked a white candle from the candle holder. He licked his own thumb and forefinger and snuffed out the flame, before he wrapped his fingers around the candle and moved his fist up to remove any excess wax. Then he settled back in between her legs and let his tongue go back to toying with her little nubbin' and her finger while he brought the candle up to her opening and slightly dipped it into her, bottom end first. The candle was slim, he wasn't worried about hurting her, but he still went in carefully, letting her get a feel for it.

Bay stilled her movements and held her breath. The stiff object felt so much different than his fingers or his tongue, but not unpleasant in any way. Oh God... So deep... It was reaching depths his fingers hadn't explored previously, he had always been very careful with penetration. Daryl moved Bay's finger out of the way, wanting play time all to himself now. The candle reached the end of her, just as he gave her clit a first experimental suck.

"OOHHH... sshhiiit." Bay was bucking against him, bringing a smile to his face when she cursed. Whenever he had her cursing it meant that whatever he was doing felt really good. It brought him a boost in confidence to know he was doing this right, and he dove back in with a vengeance. He fucked her at a steady rhythm with the candle, while he sucked and licked at her clit and pussy lips, getting a kick out of how hard she ground herself against him. She was shaking and squirming, moaning and groaning, and Daryl loved every second of it. However, the position was not a comfortable one for him and his neck was starting to ache. An image started to float through his mind and from the way it made his dick twitch and jump, he knew that he definitely wanted to try it. He slowly removed the candle and let it drop to the floor next to the bed, then he crawled up her body and rubbed his nose against hers.

"Wanna know what ya taste like?" he breathed, his voice sending shivers down Bay's spine. When she nodded Daryl kissed her and let his tongue plunge into the depths of her mouth where it was got a warm reception from her own. They playfully flicked at each other before Daryl entered further and let her suck on his tongue to share her taste with her. Bay didn't know what she had expected, but she definitely hadn't expected to get turned on by tasting herself on his tongue. If anybody would ask her what she tasted like, she still wouldn't have an answer. It was unlike anything she had ever tasted. It wasn't unpleasant at all, she just didn't have any words to describe it. It made her blood sing in a weird way, and she knew that if Daryl tasted anything like her, then she would be very addicted to it very quickly. "Ain't done with ya yet. Gonna make ya cum, don't worry." he grinned as he felt her hips buck up into his, trying to get friction. "Just gonna switch positions, alright? You're gonna go on top. I want ya ta sit on my face, baby girl." he rasped against her lips and watched her eyes snap open.

"What?" she giggled confused, not quite sure how that was supposed to work out. "How...?"

"You're gonna straddle my face 'nd put this..." he reached between them to rub his fingers over her wet center. "Right on top of my mouth."

"But... I'm gonna suffocate you." The muscles in Bay's core clenched hard at that mental image and at the idea of feeling his tongue there again, but she was worried about hurting or even killing him.

"Nah, don't worry. Trust me, I'm gonna have fun." he reassured her with a little grin, but she still didn't look convinced. She was blushing and biting her lip, because somehow, despite everything they had done so far, sitting on his face seemed way naughtier than anything else. "Stop thinking, Bay. It's gonna feel good, I promise. And I want ya to do it. Don't think about me, just let go, alright? My turn to do the work."

Bay nodded timidly, and Daryl helped her up and laid down in the spot she had previously occupied. He squirmed a little until he was comfortable, then he made a come hither motion with his right hand. "Come here."

"Are you sure?" Bay asked as she scooted up towards his head. He was rock hard, the tip of his erection bouncing against his lower belly, and even though she saw that, she still had to ask one more time. "You really want me up here?"

"Yeah. I am. Come on. Wanna taste ya again." he urged her and helped her to position herself on his face. Bay looked down and the sight of him underneath her like that, so eager to please her, made her feel a powerful rush of lust, but at the same time, she still blushed and hid her face behind her hands while she giggled.

"Oh God, Daryl... this is so weird."

"Yeah?" Daryl mumbled and squeezed her ass in his hands while he pulled her down a little more. "Is this weird?" he asked before he delved his tongue between her lips to find her clit, pulling a shuddering moan from his lover.

"No..." Bay's eyes closed as the air rushed from her lungs. Daryl was a happy camper and let his mouth and his tongue toy with her again. He licked her all over, to tease her a little, slowly getting the hang of the whole thing. He sucked at her lips again, savoring every bit of her taste he was able to catch on his tongue, before his tongue slid back inside her tight, wet passage. With the position they were in now he was able to get in deeper and he took full advantage of it. It was such a sinful feeling to have his tongue there, Bay was almost embarrassed for how wet it made her. His appreciative grunts eased her mind though. Daryl seemed to really enjoy himself thoroughly. She tried to stay still, but when he traced his tongue back up to her clit a little bit later, she simply wasn't able to do so any longer. His ridiculously luscious lips wrapped around her and he gave her these amazingly hot, wet pulls with his mouth, making her moan and shiver and crave more of it. Her hips started moving of their own accord, grinding against his mouth and wetting his chin, while she begged for more. With every bit of attention his tongue was giving her, she forgot about her reservations and let go, just like he had told her to.

"Oh shit... oh fuck, baby!" she moaned loudly as she felt the tip of his tongue tickle her clit mercilessly. The pleasure was exquisite and she couldn't get enough. She moved her hips faster, seriously starting to ride his face as her left hand reached down and grabbed his hair hard in her small fist. "Yes, yes, yes oh fuck, Daryl, yes, don't stop..." she kept moaning louder than ever, her other hand grabbing her own breast and pinching her nipple while she used Daryl's mouth for her pleasure.

Daryl was having a ball. This was way hotter than he had ever imagined, and when she had started pulling at his hair, keeping his head pinned in place, he had taken one hand off her ass and had started jerking himself off. Both of them were covered in sweat now and seeing her glistening body move on top of his face, manipulating her own rosy peak, her face contorted in pleasure and hearing her say 'fuck' repeatedly,... it would be more than enough to make him cum right along with her. The damn candlelight just added even more eroticism to the whole thing and a deep level of intimacy at the same time.

"Don't you stop... don't you ever stop... oh Daryl... so good... oh God... yes... yes...aahhh fffffuuuck!" Daryl doubled his efforts when he recognized the signs of her impending release, sucking harder and faster. She was riding and grinding down on him so hard that she was smothering him a little, but to him it just added to his experience and made him crash right over the edge at full speed with her. Their orgasms could only be described as mind-blowing. Bay was barely able to breathe as her world came to a standstill a split-second before she shattered into a million pieces, only to be put back together by him and the now gentler strokes of his tongue. She fell forward, supporting herself on shaky hands as Daryl groaned and jerked underneath her, slowly pumping his own length through his orgasm and lapping up her arousal while he spilled his essence all over his belly.

His hands fell to his sides limply just as Bay got off of him and stretched out beside him, both gasping for air. "Are you okay?" Bay asked him and gently rubbed his heaving chest.

"I made ya say fuck!" Daryl giggled breathlessly.

"Best fucking birthday ever!" Bay laughed and let him pull her closer.

"And I still ain't done with you, yet."he promised with a wicked grin while he turned on his side and let his hand slide up between her thighs. She was still one orgasm behind and since it was her birthday she deserved to get at least one more than him.

They were still playing around when their high started to wear off two hours later, and Daryl was more than a little proud that he'd had her screaming his name and having the neighbors pound against the wall at the end of the night, and all without ever putting his dick inside of her. He truly couldn't wait to find out what kind of sexy sounds he would be able to pull from her, once he would really get to pound her with his big cock.

They were a sweaty mess once they were done, but that didn't keep them from cuddling and sharing even more body heat with their tight embrace. They kissed lazily and lovingly and shared a cute moment and slightly embarrassed laughs, when they reflected on some of their actions.

"Did you really use a candle on me?" Bay laughed and pushed some hair out of his eyes after he had slapped his hand over it for a second.

"Yeah... just popped into my head... was it bad?"

"No. I liked it." she smiled and gently stroked his neck and down to his chest. "I liked how you talked to me." she admitted with a little blush.

"I liked talking to ya..." he smiled that cute tiny smile of his. "Was it too rough sometimes?"

"No. I enjoyed everything we did. I think I like both. Rough and gentle. I like feeling you, no matter how." she replied before a big yawn escaped her.

How the fuck did I get to be so damn lucky? He kissed her deeply and squeezed her tight, enjoying their intimacy for a moment longer, before he had to pull away. "Gotta blow out the candles, then we really gotta sleep." Bay had work in the morning and it was almost close to morning already. She knew she would be very tired the next day, but it had been totally worth it. It might have been a crazy and weird idea, but Daryl had managed to turn a day that had been tainted by bad memories, into a day that would hold good and passionate memories forever from now on. He really was her hero.

Thank you for reading!

Sorry for the long wait, but as most of you know there was big trouble in my life, which thankfully has been resolved now.

Thank you for the tons of support I received during that difficult and stressful time. I hope I will never have to deal with something like that again.

Dear Snowbird: You are probably on your trip as I post this, and I hope you have a lot of fun and get to enjoy yourself and relax. I'm glad how I am portraying Merle. I think he can be very nice if he wants to be, however his main priority is himself and I will try to keep him in character as much as possible while telling my story. Much much love to you.