TW - smut, knife play, sex, descriptive sexual writing
Daryl approaches you as your working in the barn, feeding the animals and dragging the hay to prepare for a new batch.
He whispers in your ear “can we go somewhere private this is urgent”.
You take this as a hint that he might have possible tension with another person of the group, this would seem fair play because you recently accepted new members to help work on the farm land.
You make your way to the back of the barn before he turns to you and says “no, follow me I know a place that’s way more private.”
Hesitant but certain that he could protect you if needed, you follow him to an isolated house, infested with beautiful flowers that immediately catch your eye, but you continue to follow, hoping that you could pick a few before you’re finished with whatever he needs.
Before you even have time to take in your surroundings, he grasps your waist and begins to kiss you passionately, his lips trailing down towards your neck.
He cups your breast before picking you up with ease and placing you on the kitchen table the previous occupants had left before.
He began to unbuckle your trousers without hesitation, you and Daryl have fucked before but this time he’s different, he’s wanted this for a while.
You help him with his trouser button and zip and help him get them lower down, so he can have more access to you.
He forces his cock into your wet cunt without hesitation, you let out a loud moan before he covers your mouth with his large hand.
“Sh-sh-sh doll, we don’t want to attract any walkers do we?”
You slowly nod before letting him penetrate you again, but more rough and hard.
He reaches for his back pocket before pulling out his hunting knife. Your eyes widen, thinking he’s going to hurt you but you’re aware he would never dare to even lay a finger on you.
He begins to trace it down your breasts before making its way towards your cunt (where he stops).
He slams the knife onto the table before grabbing your hips and forcing himself deeper inside of you, your eyes filling with tears.
You can feel him stretch your walls with every stroke but you can’t help yourself from enjoying it.
Daryl’s continuous pounding eventually makes you cum, but he continues, waiting for his climax which doesn’t come too far after yours.
He lays over you for a moment, regenerating enough energy before zipping back up his trousers, giving you the opportunity to do the same.
“I’m amazed” you say, out of breath “maybe you should let me take control next time.”
“why should I do that doll?”
“I reckon it would be a good opportunity for the both of us” you say to him while walking up to him and wrapping your hands around his waist, beaming up to him.
He smirks to himself before giving you a kiss on the forehead.
“I don’t want you walking out here alone, I don’t trust you when it comes to defending yourself,” he calmly speaks to you, but his words make you feel a little down about yourself.
“Hey, hey, hey doll, I didn’t mean it like that. I just know you’re safe with me that’s all. Everything that has happened with this world isn’t the same and you know it.”
You grab his hand before making your way to the front door, shutting it quietly so you don’t attract any unwanted presence.
He lets you pick a few of the most unique flowers you can find, smiling at you as you do so.
“You’re adorable you know that right?”
“Of course I do!” You respond back to him, making you both chuckle.
You swiftly begin to make your way back to the farm, with your fingers interlocked.
“You two are in a good mood, wonder what happened when you went off together and were gone for half an hour.” Rick says, with teasing intention.
You and Daryl snicker to yourself before you return to the barn to continue with what you had been doing before.
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