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The gathering at Aaron and Eric's was as expected. Nearly all the safe zone residents were there, mingling amongst themselves, but making an effort to include the newcomers in their conversations.
You could tell the majority of Rick's group were trying, but they still looked uncomfortable in the forced social setting.
The only ones who looked relaxed were Maggie and Glenn. They were across the room, talking animatedly with another young couple who had a toddler, and Beth sipped from her bottle of water, happy that at least they seemed to be enjoying themselves.
"How much longer do we gotta stay at this thing?" Daryl was leaning against the wall next to Beth with his arms folded and a surly expression on his face.
"We haven't even been here ten minutes, yet." Beth laughed softly and looked up at him. He was like a new person after his shower and change of clothes, but he still slipped his vest on over his new t-shirt just to spite Maggie for her comment earlier.
"Mmhmm." He looked around the room with a quick glance. "S'just a shame, is all."
"What's a shame?" Beth leaned against his side, eying him with curiosity.
"I mean, there's not gonna be many other chances like this." He said it so nonchalantly, like she should know what he meant.
"Daryl, "Beth faced him fully now, wondering what had gotten into him, and whispered, "what are you talkin' about?"
He scanned over the room again, accounting for each one of their family members and then looked directly into Beth's eyes, his voice a low rumble that only she could hear. "Our house. It's only gonna be empty for the next hour or two."
It only took a split second for his meaning to register, and a slow grin spread across her face.
Daryl shrugged. "But if you wanna stay here, enjoy your water, that's fine, too."
A slow flush was building in Beth's cheeks thinking about what he was implying, and she grabbed his hand, spotting a clear path to the door that wouldn't lead them past too many from their group.
They'd only made it a few steps, though, when Maggie called out from behind her.
Beth turned impatiently to see her sister standing with a slightly older woman with long hair and glasses, and Maggie said, "Where are you going?"
"Outside." It wasn't technically a lie.
Maggie didn't seem to suspect anything. She just nodded her head and said, "Oh. Well, I wanted to introduce Dr. Cloyd to everyone."
The woman smiled at Beth and held out her hand. "Oh, please. Call me Denise."
Beth wiped the trace amount of nervous sweat off her palm before shaking her hand, and forced an interested expression, even though her mind was solely focused on what she and Daryl might be doing within the next few minutes. "Hi. I'm Beth."
Maggie gestured beside her sister, and said, "And this is Daryl."
The doctor held out her hand to him as well, expectantly, and after being nudged by Beth he finally shook it and nodded.
Beth smiled at her sister, and asked, "Who haven't you introduced her to yet?"
Maggie looked around the room, thinking. "Umm, I guess it's just Tyreese and Sasha left…"
Beth didn't even let her finish. She caught Tyreese's eye and motioned hurriedly for him and Sasha to come over, then smiled pleasantly at her sister and the doctor. "Oh, there they are now! It was so nice to meet you, Denise."
Taking Daryl by the arm again, Beth started steering him toward the door, pretending not to notice the suspicious look Maggie was aiming at her.
Finally, the two of them were out in the night air, and they walked quickly back to their house.
Once they were inside the door, though, it seemed to hit them that they were actually alone and a brief awkward spell came over them as they stood in the foyer and looked up the steps that would lead them to the bedroom.
Daryl was the first one to break the silence when Beth made to start going upstairs. He shook his head, and said, "Nah, "and picked her up like a bride, just like he did all that time ago at the funeral home. She laughed and wrapped her hands around the back of his neck, letting him carry her up the stairs.
Just as they passed the bathroom door she reached an arm out to it, saying, "Ooh, wait wait."
He set her down, confused, and watched her dart into the bathroom and yank open the top drawer. She reached inside and pulled out a big handful of condoms, walking back out into the hall where he picked her up again.
Daryl looked down at all of them and raised his eyebrows as he took her to the bedroom, getting a little breathless by now, and asking, "You got somebody else comin' over later I don't know about?"
Beth grinned up at him. "Nope." She laughed softly and threaded her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck, whispering, "Think you can handle it, Mr. Dixon?"
Daryl set her down by the bed carefully and moved to lock the door behind them, watching from across the room as she laid the condoms on the nightstand and turned on the small lamp.
His eyes never left her, and he said in a teasing voice, "Don't know. Might be dead by mornin' if we use all them tonight, but I'll try."
Beth turned to face him, sensing the joke was meant to hide any nerves coming to the surface, and she walked up to him slowly, caressing his face and speaking from her heart, "I'm a little nervous, too."
She shook her head gently. "But not enough to keep me from bein' with you." Her fingers wove into his hair again as she tried to think how to word what she wanted to say. "If you need more time, though, we can wait."
His eyes moved over her face, and he shook his head finally. "Tired of waitin'."
She let out a sigh of relief and smiled, stepping closer. "Me too."
Whatever hesitation Daryl had seemed to disappear as he bent down and kissed Beth. She wound both hands in his hair and stood up on her toes, leaning into him and sighing when his arms wrapped around her back, pulling her even closer.
It wasn't their first kiss, but it was by far the longest.
Eventually Beth broke away, gasping for air, and Daryl's mouthed moved over her neck. His lips dragged over the hollow of her throat, and the feel of his tongue flicking out to taste every inch of her skin there made her eyelids flutter shut. She moaned out loud as he worked his way up to her ear, sucking wetly on the lobe before slowly working his way down her neck and tugging the collar of her thin flannel shirt away to give him access to her shoulder.
The sudden motion undid her top snap, and she reached up, undoing the rest of them while he dipped his tongue into the hollow of her collarbone. Beth pulled apart the front of her shirt and let it fall over her shoulders and onto the floor, leaving just her bra on.
Daryl pulled back and met her eyes before letting his gaze sweep over all the newly exposed flesh. His hands slid up of their own accord to trace the curve of her waist, and she heard his groan of appreciation in seeing the shape of her breasts, even still inside her bra, for the first time.
"Will you take it off for me?" Beth waited for him to nod before turning and facing away from him.
She felt Daryl's rough fingers fumble briefly with the clasp before letting the two bands separate, and she ran her fingers up to the straps still on her shoulders, drawing them slowly down her arms before tossing it on the floor in front of her. She could feel the heat of his body behind her, and didn't turn around right away, a little nervous about revealing herself to him for the first time.
Daryl didn't wait for her to make the choice, though. His hands found their way to her sides again and slid around her ribcage just below where it dipped down to her stomach, running the tips of his fingers in feather light touches above the waist of her jeans. Her skin was trembling under his touch, and when his mouth lowered to taste the skin at the side of her neck she let her head drop back on his shoulder, pressing herself to him.
Beth's eyes were shut, and Daryl couldn't resist looking down as her back heaved against him. The sight of her breasts rising and falling just inches away made him growl into the hair at the base of her neck, unable to keep his hands from rising to cup them.
He squeezed them gently a couple times, letting his thumbs work closer each time to her nipples before bringing his fingers underneath and pinching them. Beth cried out as he worked them, tugging on them a little rougher each time. Her nipples were rock hard between his fingers now, and when he pulled on them again the pleasure went straight to her groin. They weren't even in bed yet, and she could feel how wet she was getting.
Beth's hands had been hanging by her sides, and the urge to press against the erection she could feel behind her became overwhelming. As Daryl tugged harder on her nipples she rose up on her toes and leaned against him, lining up the hard length of his cock underneath her ass cheeks and ground against it, sighing, "Ahhhhhh."
Daryl's hips jerked forward, craving more pressure, but he didn't want this to be over before it started and decided it would be better to distract Beth.
After breathing heavily into the back of her hair for a few seconds he started undoing her belt from behind, then the button and zipper. Remembering how she'd reacted last time, he dipped his hand lower over her curls and slid a finger between the lips of her pussy, using her juices to wet his fingertip and run it in a tight circle around her clit, just grazing the raised edges of the little nub with each pass. Beth blew out a ragged breath and gripped the material of his pants, her head hanging forward now, with each circle of his finger grunting a soft, "Ungh."
His left hand was still playing with one of her nipples, and he leaned forward and grabbed her right earlobe in his mouth from behind, making her hum with pleasure, but she whimpered when his finger stopped below.
He dipped it lower between the lips of her pussy and drew up even more of her juices with his finger, beginning a furious onslaught of movement around her clit. He'd barely started again when Beth cried out loudly, her hips bucking against his hand as her orgasm overtook her, and he slid his left arm in front of her seeing her reach out to grab something to support herself.
After a few seconds of labored breathing she lifted her head and wiped some stray hairs out of her face, leaning back against Daryl and sighing, "No fair. You distracted me."
He shrugged against her and smiled into her hair, breathing in the clean scent of the shampoo she'd used earlier, saying, "Wasn't hard to."
Beth giggled and felt him pull his hand out of the front of her pants as she turned and smiled up at him, her cheeks flushed. Sliding her hands up underneath his vest and coaxing it over his shoulders, she raised an eyebrow as it dropped to the floor, "Well, fair is fair, Mr. Dixon."
She grabbed the bottom hem of his t-shirt and started lifting it up, but it was interrupting his first real look at her so he tugged it over his head impatiently and raised a hand to her left breast, licking his lips as her nipples started peaking when his thumb passed over one again.
His eyes darted down to hers, and Beth's mouth gaped open from the look of raw desire that passed over his face when he spoke in a low gravelly voice, "Wanna take it in my mouth."
"Daryl," Beth whispered, shaking her head in complaint but helpless to refuse him when he bent down and took her right nipple into between his lips, nibbling on it gently with his teeth and coaxing it back to its rock hard state.
One of his hands slid around the back of her waist, and she gripped his shoulders as he bent her back slightly to pay the same attention to her other breast, his free hand kneading it gently and guiding the nipple into the warmth of his mouth, sucking on it until it was just as hard as the other one.
Beth's knees were going weak again, and she reached down and started unbuckling his belt hurriedly, wanting to feel him against her, naked, in the bed already.
Pushing his pants and boxers down past his hips as best as she could with her nipple still in his mouth, Daryl pulled back and saw her eyes half lidded with the same desire. He kicked off his boots, taking over undressing and watching her untie the laces on hers fervently, sliding her jeans and panties off next and kicking them to the side.
When she straightened, Daryl was standing naked before her next to the bed. Beth slid her hands over the defined muscles of his chest and arms, stepping close enough that her nipples grazed against his hot skin and she moaned at the sensation.
He swayed before her, momentarily overcome by the feel of her touch as her fingers moved over him, exploring parts of him she'd never seen before. Finally her hands dropped down to his hips, thumbing the muscles that cut in there before roaming behind to squeeze his ass, and she looked up at him, lips parted, breathing, "I want to feel you inside me."
Daryl looked down at her and nodded, letting her push him onto the bed where he laid on his back, watching her pick up one of the condoms off the night table before kneeling on the bed and tossing the little packet next to him.
Beth crawled up beside him on all fours and swung a leg across, hovering over him and smiling as she got close enough to kiss him. It was just one soft one she planted on his lips, even though he tried deepening it and running his hands up her back to bring her closer. She pulled back and wrapped her fingers loosely on his wrists, guiding them away from her and pushing them into the quilt beside his head, shaking hers and smirking. "No more distractions."
She shifted back and lowered her mouth to his neck, kissing and licking his skin playfully as she moved down to his chest, drawing ragged breaths from him as her nipples brushed against his chest a few times while she worked her way lower and lower.
When she was finally crouched in between his legs on her knees he was painfully hard, and she bent over his cock, running the tip of her nose and her open mouth over it from its base up to the tip, where she licked the drops of precum. Daryl grunted and fisted the sheets on either side of his head as she licked his length, making a conscious effort not to blow his load prematurely, but the sight of Beth's ass up in the air and her tongue running along his erection wasn't making it easy.
Beth made a few more passes with just her lips and then took his cock deep in her mouth in one smooth movement, earning a strangled groan from Daryl. His hands reached up to cover his face and try to think of something else just as she drew up to the head and teased the slit on the end with her tongue.
Finally, when he decided he couldn't take any more he reached down and touched her shoulder. Beth looked up at him, surprised, and smiled when she saw he was holding the condom package in his hand.
"You know how to put it on?" He passed it to her, and she nodded, tearing off the end and pulling out the condom itself.
Beth pinched the tip and rolled it down the length of his cock. When it was on, she started crawling up to lay down beside Daryl but he stopped her and said, "Think you should be on top."
She looked unsure, saying, "I'm not sure I know how. I haven't done it that way before."
"Me either, but I want you in control of this. Don't trust myself. All I wanna do right now is drive myself into you."
Beth gulped, thinking that sounded pretty good, but she nodded.
She positioned a leg on either side of him and sunk down so his erection was pressed between them, sighing at the feeling of his hard cock against her aching pussy. She closed her eyes and slid her wet heat over the length of it, spreading her juices along him, giving a little gasp each time the ridge of the head rubbed her clit.
Daryl gripped her hip, suddenly, though, stilling her and growled, "Jesus, Beth. I ain't gonna last if you keep doin' that."
She laughed softly and raised herself up, reaching down awkwardly for him and guiding the tip of his cock to her entrance. Beth sank down, feeling herself stretch to accommodate him, and lifted up slightly, then back down again, a little at a time until she fully engulfed him.
Her eyes had fallen shut and she groaned at the feeling of fullness, just sitting still for a moment and getting used to it.
Daryl stared up at Beth, having watched her take him all the way inside her, and exhaled out a quiet, "Jesus."
Beth looked down at Daryl, feeling the palms of his hands lightly running over her legs in a soothing manner. His chest was rising and falling with deep controlled breaths and he met her gaze, blinking, asking her in a rough voice, "Y'alright?"
She nodded, the urge to start moving getting stronger, but whispered, "You?"
He gave a quick nod in return and she said breathlessly, "I'm gonna start movin' now."
Not sure the best way to do it, Beth started rocking and grinding her hips against his and let out a satisfied moan at feeling him hit that spot deep inside her. Daryl watched her move above him, enraptured by the sounds she was making, and wanting her to make more, so when she got to the point where she moaned each time he thrust up slightly and she gasped out loud, eyes open wide to meet his gaze while continuing her movements. He did it again and she let loose a soft string of curse words.
When that position wasn't enough anymore, Beth leaned forward, planting her palms on Daryl's chest and raised her hips up experimentally, then pushed herself back down on his cock. She repeated the motion again and again, her eyes falling shut at the feeling of him sliding in and out of her.
Her pulse was starting to quicken, and she heard herself whine from how good it felt, her face contorting from the pleasure, but it wasn't quite enough.
Daryl's hands were gripping her hips to help her movements when he heard the tiny wail of frustration come out of her. Without thinking he slid his hand down and pressed the pad of his thumb firmly against her clit and she started bucking on him, her movements less controlled now as she came, crying out each time she fell back on his cock. Daryl grabbed her hips more firmly and thrust up into her another three times before finding his own release.
Beth fell forward onto his chest, completely spent, and she felt Daryl's hand reach up to smooth her hair away from her upturned cheek while their breathing slowly returned to normal.
Eventually she heard his voice rumble in his chest when she hadn't said anything after a good minute. "You alright?"
"Mmmhmm." Beth's eyes were still closed, cheek pressed against his short curly chest hair, feeling so relaxed she could be boneless.
Daryl's hands slid up to her back, seeming concerned. "You sure? You're not sayin' much."
Beth could barely manage a reply, but she said, "Can't move, "and licked her lips, "but that was …amazin'."
She felt him chuckle underneath her, but then he cleared his throat, rubbing circles on her back now and saying, "Sorry I wasn't able to last very long, yet. It's been a long time since I even bothered gettin' myself off."
Beth raised her head and propped her chin up on her hand, looking down at him with a wry smile. "In case you hadn't noticed, I don't seem to take very long."
Daryl looked up at the ceiling and nodded, "Mmmm. That's true."
She giggled and poked him in the ribs, but froze when his hands stilled on her back and he groaned.
She lifted herself up off his chest and asked him worriedly, "Are you ok?"
Daryl nodded and let out a breath he'd been holding, "Umm, yeah. Just wasn't expectin' that."
Beth looked down at him, puzzled, and said, "Expectin' what?"
"When you laughed, it just surprised me is all." He looked down at where they were still joined.
She raised herself up on her hands and followed his gaze. "When I laughed…oh, you mean this?" Beth smiled teasingly and clenched her walls around him a few times, watching his reaction. Daryl's breaths were coming faster and, to her amazement, she could feel him hardening inside her again.
Beth grinned down at him, raising an eyebrow at him as she gyrated her hips, asking, "Already?"
"Mmmhmm." He thrust upward and reached up to caress her breasts again, feeling her nipples hardening under his touch. "Think you can handle it, Greene?"
She laughed and leaned forward before things went any further, grabbing another condom wrapper off the night stand, and rose up until his growing erection slid out of her. She lifted one leg carefully, shifting to his side on the bed.
Daryl had propped himself up on his elbows, watching as she took the used condom off him and tossed it in the little trash can nearby. Tearing the foil wrapper of the packet in her hand, Beth rolled a new condom down over his length and then got on all fours beside him, dropping her mouth behind her arm to hide a wicked grin while she arched her back and waved her ass in the air next to him, purring, "I can if you can."
Daryl pushed himself off the mattress and positioned himself behind her, watching her spread her stance to make room for him, and shook his head at how beautiful she looked. "Jesus, Greene. You are tryin' to kill me. Just look at ya."
Beth smiled over her shoulder at his compliment, her cheeks flushing for a whole new reason, and felt him inching closer. He lined himself up with her entrance, and, wanting to give herself chance to adjust to the new position, she whispered back at him, "Slow at first."
He nodded and eased the head of his cock inside her just a couple inches. She was still so wet from before that she accepted him easily, but he followed her lead from when she was on top and gradually moved deeper each time until he was buried in her completely.
Beth had dropped her face to the quilt as he gently filled her up once more, and she sighed with pleasure at the feeling of fullness again. She pushed back against him slightly and raised her head so he knew he could start, feeling a small thrill of anticipation as his hands gripped her hips.
Daryl pulled out and thrust into her achingly slow, watching her reaction as he continued with the leisurely pace. It wasn't long before he heard her breathing hard against the quilt and she started pushing back each time he entered her, wanting more.
She called over her shoulder, her voice trembling and coming out in a low whine, "Faster, Daryl."
He picked up his pace only a little, still feeling her thrusting back at him impatiently. Barely a minute had passed and she was clutching the bedding in frustration, her eyes flashing back at him, almost angry, saying, "Daryl, fuck me. Oh my god, please."
The last word she drew out in a long sob, and he thought he'd never heard anything sexier in his entire life.
She spoke again, but this time her words were laced with a bit of steel. 'If you don't fuck me harder I'm gonna make myself cum."
Daryl shook his head at her and said roughly, "No, you ain't. You ain't gonna cum 'til I reach around and rub you myself."
Beth huffed in anger that he was making her suffer when all she wanted to do was have an orgasm, so she reached up between her legs and started touching herself, but Daryl felt it and pulled her elbow out, yanking her hand away, and she cried out with exasperation as he pushed it out in front of her.
He leaned over her and growled, "Do that again and I'll pull out."
Feeling his hot breath on her back and the threatening tone in his voice, Beth groaned even louder, feeling herself responding to him on a whole new level. Her nipples were so hard that even brushing against the bedding had the nerve endings feeling raw, and she lowered her face down as he finally started thrusting into her harder and faster, her breaths coming in pants as his hips slammed into her from behind.
She was so wet now she could feel her juices running down the inside of her thighs.
Beth sobbed into the quilt as his skin slapped against hers. She'd been on the brink of an orgasm for several minutes now, and tried to push herself up onto her elbows but she was shaking too badly with need.
Daryl must have sensed that she was at her breaking point because she felt his hand snake around her hip while he pounded into her, and two fingers swirled through her juices in a rough circle over her clit, but it was all she needed.
Beth buried her mouth in the quilt and screamed as the most intense orgasm she'd ever had ripped through her body. Each time Daryl pumped into her felt better than the time before, and she found herself clenching down on him in waves, crying out a long and drawn out delirious version of 'oh god'.
Daryl gave two more jerking thrusts and came inside her, a sheen of sweat on his face as he finally came to a stop, breathing hard. He rubbed his hands over her back and looked down at her, worried he'd crossed a line. "You okay?"
Beth's face was still buried in the quilt and she said something in a weak voice that was muffled.
"What?" Daryl leaned out, still on his knees behind her, and watched her turn her head feebly to the side.
"I said, holy shit." Beth groaned the words, and opened an eye to glare at him out of the corner of it. "Who's tryin' to kill who?"
Daryl smirked and pulled out of her slowly, apologizing when she grimaced at the loss of him.
Beth laughed and rolled over on her side, watching him toss the condom in the trash can. "Don't apologize. Just feels weird and empty when you pull out. It's like it should always be in there."
"That might be hard to explain to the others."
Beth giggled and rolled her eyes, drawing back the covers and climbing underneath, waiting for him to get in and put his arm behind her head so she could curl into his side.
She yawned and rested her hand on his chest, saying jokingly, "You gonna let me sleep now?"
"Sleep?" Daryl snorted and turned his head to look at the nightstand beside him. "We still got nine condoms to use."
She laughed and said, "Okay, so I might have been a little ambitious grabbing that many, but I think you destroyed a few of my brain cells during that last one and I need to regenerate some more before we go again. Deal?"
He looked down and nodded, kissing her forehead softly, then reached over and turned off the light, sighing tiredly into the darkness, "Who am I kiddin'? I'm old. I need the rest."
The last thing he heard was Beth giggling against him, and they both soon fell into a deep, untroubled sleep, completely unaware of the horrors the next day would bring.
Phew! Daryl, you sly dog, you. Where did that come from? Haha.
Hope you all liked it. This was the longest sex scene I've written yet. Hopefully it's up to par.
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