Summary: Reader and Daryl have been good friends for a long time. Daryl and the Reader’s boyfriend, who is now gone, were very close. After months of helping the Reader heal from her boyfriend’s sudden death Daryl finally reveals to her how much he cares about her and how much he wants to keep her safe. Season 9. After Rick leaves.
A/N: I need to start with some fresh ideas coming back. So this is not a request. It’s my own new story. I hope you will all enjoy it!
*pretends to have not said TWICE that I would be within a week of finishing this* Before anyone asks, yes, I got this idea from Miley Cyrus. We’re friends. I watch her dogs sometimes but don’t know their names.
So this one will be in parts, idk how many yet cause it’s still a WIP but I promise to try and keep to it!
Premise: it’s a surprise, go with it c:
Warnings: lots of angst and smut, and butts. Sand? Water, yes. Motorcycles, yaaaas. SASS? YEEEEEEEE okay let’s get to it.
BUT BEFORE THIS STARTS I’d like to mention the lovely lady who helped me edit this and called me out on my horrible grammar, @amyccc!!! I LAAAAAAV YOU LOVELY LADY.
Part 2 :B
You thought this job would be simple.
Norman even said it: “It’s easy as shit.”
Liar. Chasing stars around set AND staying out of frame while shooting, or just in general was not ‘easy as shit’. It required a lot of stretching and leg power most people wouldn’t think you’d need. And in the heat? You hated summer and sunshine so why had you let him drag you into this? But your unique shots and ability to capture emotions in stills had kept you on for the last three seasons, and that paycheck had been nice and juicy every time. That was it. Work. Everything has a price tag.
So you tried not to complain. Tried.
“Hell no,” you muttered, clicking through the shots you’d taken for a behind the scenes compilation that fans poured over.
“Seriously?” Norman asked, his shoulders dropping in annoyance.
“I don’t joke around in this kind of weather,” you say, again reminded of the sweat and dirt clinging to you like a wet sheet. Fuck Georgia and it’s bugs.
“You’re only aiding my point,”
“Remember the other day, when you gave me a ride home and we both went ‘ahh’ when the AC blasted us into ice cubes? Remember how nice that was? Now why in the blue fuck would you wanna take road trip, all the way to Malibu, on the bike, in July?”
He studied your question, smoke blowing from his nose as he looked at you.
“What crawled up your ass and died?” he smiled. You contemplated throwing your camera at him. Kicking his seat hard enough to make him lurch would do, but it only made him laugh. Large child...
“The three thousand mosquitoes that’ve bitten me in the last ten minutes, that’s what,” you snap, leaning back in your own chair. Ugh, the sweat against your back made everything horrible.
“So come with me! To the beach where we can worry about sharks and jellyfish and not rattlesnakes in the bushes,” he tried, giving you a wide smile. “Where we can drink tequila when we wake up and no one will judge us.” he adds. You snort
“Why’re you even asking me? You have plenty of girls out there that would love a ride with Daryl.” you tease, and he rolls his eyes.
“I want a vacation, not a promise for sex.” he says under his breath. You scoff.
In the years of knowing him, you can’t say you haven’t thought about it, but ehh. You’ll keep that to yourself.
You can feel his eyes on you, waiting, and you keep flipping through the images. It was the fifth cycle, but anything to avoid those eyes. You’d take rattlesnakes over Norman’s eyes cause at least you’d have a fighting chance battling venom. But those icy blues? Like taking a bullet to the brain. No way you can reverse that.
“Y/N.” he cooed, and you dared a peek.
AAAND you were done.
You showed the sass; crossing your arms and a knee over the other, but he smiled, knowing you were buckling. The thought was turning in your head, becoming more appealing with every hotel you two would stop at. Every restaurant eating across from each other, maybe even stupid tourists attractions. Conversations, which he was always good at keeping up. Sharing a room maybe? Flirting, which he seemed to know made you all… squirrely.
“Does it have to be the bike?” you groan, and he grins.
“You didn’t complain when we went around the state.”
“We just went in a circle, dumbass- this is across the states!” you yell, but he shrugs.
You stare at one another. You purse your lips and your brows pull in.
“How long?”
“Google said thirty hours,” he says. Your eye twitches.
“Two-ish days…?” you mumble.
“Longer. Don’t wanna sit on the bike too long. Ass goes numb, back hurts. Six hour go’s then rest. So five-ish days.” he corrects, and you pull your hands down your face.
“How would we carry five-ish days worth of stuff?” you ask, and he shrugs.
“Take your wallet and fresh underwear,” he smiles, but at this point, you don’t know whether to laugh or call him a fool.
“I wanna punch you in the jugular.” you say between your teeth, but he’s standing, moving to lean over you and kiss your cheek.
“Won’t be saying that when were on the beach.” he says, and you watch him walk from under the shade of the canopy, meeting up with Andy to finish the scene. You groan and roll your eyes, recalling that you never actually agreed to go but, look here, you were being pulled into another Norman Quest! Years under your belt being his friend had left you with imprinted memories, some better, some horrible. But you couldn’t decide whether or not this was leaning more towards an actual vacation or a near death experience. Only time would tell.
And like that, you were going. What the fuck?
You couldn’t even recall when you’d gotten over the fact that you were only taking panties, your wallet, phone and charger, AND coming to terms with wearing the same outfit everyday. So how was it that the one thing pissing you off the most was that you couldn’t decide what pairs of underwear to take?
“Not like he’s gonna see ‘em,” you say to yourself, grabbing the comfier ones.
But what if you two shared a room?
You threw in a couple cuter ones. And a bra. Maybe a bathing suit?
“No bathing suits,” he says as he walks behind you; you look at him. With it thrown aside, you mimic him.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” you sigh, and he places the backpack beside you.
“When we get there-”
“Yeah I know, tequila in the morning and jellyfish.” you try to shoo him away, but he’s stuffing boxers in the bag and then grabbing yours.
“Hey hey hey!”
“Hey yourself, we’re already starting late cause of you,”
“Excuse me if I wanted to enjoy my own bed and AC before it’s hours in the sun and beds that’ve been slept in by strangers.”
He’s stopped to stare at you, the temper of his eyes clearly telling you he was getting irritated with the complaining.
“You’re a big baby. C’mon, get your helmet,” he says, grabbing all he needs and walking towards the door. Your hands raise to follow the bag, shuffling after him.
Oh god, was this really happening? Same outfit? No chapstick? What about-
“Shake that face off.” Norman says as he adjusts the chin strap, and you look at him, your helmet already on and your arms crossed angrily.
“Excuse me I’ll just stuff it in my pocket and pull it out a more appropriate time.”
You didn’t expect him to hold your helmet, or rest the front of his against yours, looking at your eyes that were honestly just... angry. But you didn’t even know why. You used to like doing these things, and he was the person you enjoyed it with. Since you were younger, Norman was your sidekick, your ‘soul mate’. So what the fuck happened to late nights walking around LA and… oh yeah, him being an actor happened. Took it all away. That was no reason to be bitter, though.
And this is one of those moments you liked having him around for.
He grounded you- got you back on your feet, away from what he called anxiety but you called ‘heavy thoughts’. He stayed that way, matching your breaths, staying quiet. Your body felt heavy, but not the kind that drowns you. It’s like a heavy blanket shielding you from monsters trying to claw up your legs.
“Calm?” he asks. He knows you well.
“Mhm.” you hum. You didn’t know your fingers were fidgeting until they stopped.
“Good. Get on the bike.”
He bumps your head with his and you grin, nodding, sliding your sunglasses on. Watching him sit on on the Triumph was like watching the bad boy in the movies walk away from the camera, his ass in jeans looking hot as shit. This was hot as shit. And you got to wrap your arms around it when it was your turn to mount the motorcycle.
The bike purred beneath you two, and having been on countless times, you eventually rested your hands on your thighs and stayed upright as he did, never pulling against his ribs when he turned a corner.
Before you hit the highway you saw fans snapping photos, yelling for him, even a couple of girls running up to him at a stop light to snap photos. You looked away, pretending to be hideously consumed by the interesting shade of burgundy on the wall of a building. They left after proclaiming their love for him, but you were sure they caught your scoff when they glared at you.
“Be kind.” he said, and you shrugged.
It was a relief to get onto the freeway where you could stand people staring from inside their cars instead of running up on you two. Hot air blew past you and under your jacket and shirt, and you were glad you’d stood your ground when you told him you wouldn’t wear full gear. It was too heavy in this weather and if you were being forced to wear the same thing everyday, there was no way in hell you’d be caught wearing heavy armor while you were out and about.
Sometimes he cruised slowly, other times he flew down the passing lanes, often swerving back and forth when he got bored. You’d tap his shoulder when his eyes drifted away from the front for too long, and sometimes resort to poking his side when he’d lean back on you and pretend to pass out. All in all, the first few hours in the midday sun wasn’t horrible.
But coming up to your first below par hotel, THAT WAS HORRIBLE.
“I will pay if you take us to a better one,” you pleaded, but he was already walking up to the front office after parking, leaving you on the bike, sweating, your wrists sunburned and the good dissolving all over again.
“Norman!” You yell.
“We shook on it- we only ride for three hours and in exchange I get to pick the hotel!” he called back, disappearing inside.
Oh you were gonna kill him. You should’ve known he would pull something like this. But with a few steadying breaths, you swung your leg over the seat and landed on your feet to follow him. Your knees betrayed you though. It’d been a long time since spending that much time riding and your legs felt like jell-o. Entering the building, he’d already stuffed his wallet away and was biting back a smile at the sight of your silly walking.
“Crappy hotels are part of the experience,” he said under his breath as you waited for your keys, but you scoffed.
“Just say you’re trying to avoid the fans,” you retort.
But your keys were handed off by the woman, who obviously recognized Norman but kept her excitement at bay, instead deciding to sneak a photo when you two walked out to locate your room.
“We’re definitely contracting more than one STD in here,” You mumble. He elbows you.
“You got too used to five star.” he says, throwing the backpack on one of the beds.
“And apparently you forgot how nice they were.”
It wasn’t actually all that bad, but you wouldn’t admit that outright And it went on as he ordered food, the two of you sat on the floor in front of the older TV, talking around mouthfuls of food like you did in your twenties when he’d come by your old ratty apartment. A couple more hours trickled by, and despite not riding for as long as you knew you could handle, sleep tugged at you.
He slipped into one bed, you the other after you’d slipped off your pants and bra.
But you saw the sly smile, his eyes from behind his long hair as he looked at you, laying on his side.
“Wanna cuddle?” he tried.
“Want a swift kick to the groin?” You grin.
But you both lay on the edges of your beds, curled in the cool sheets and looking at one another.
“Imagine how many people have done it in here.” he says, and you sigh.
“Shaddup,”
“All the orgies,”
“Norman,”
“Creampies,”
“NORMAN,”
He hides his smile as he adjusts his pillow, peaking out at you. Your eyebrows raise, knowing it wouldn’t be long before he cracked something again.
“We could do it,”
“And there it is,” you say, your lips in a straight line.
“What?” he laughs.
“Not again,” you exhale, laying on your back. Bed was decent, enough to make you sleepier by the minute.
You turn in time to see his lips purse, and his narrow eyes glancing around.
“I brought condoms?” He said it as if it was going to tempt you, but at this point?
“What!”
“You never know!”
“I know!” you bellow, unable to fight a smile.
“Not even for the sake of the trip? Scratching off having sex in a hotel off your bucket list?” he tries. Another scoff from you.
“Not after last time.”
You see his eyes downcast after that, and the easiness in the room crumble.
“That was an accident,” he tells you, but you shake your head, looking at the ceiling.
“You accidentally ghosted me?” you ask.
He runs his tongue between his teeth. “Yeah?”
You choose to turn off your bedside light, hoping that was a clear enough message. But you heard his fingers thrumming against his bed, and you know… just know…
“You ever miss it?” he asks, softly, tentatively. You look at him, the temper of his eyes now calmed and vulnerable, bearing himself to a topic that was awfully delicate between you two.
“Sure, but I don’t miss being skipped out on when it all fell apart,”
It wasn’t meant to be harsh, but that’s how it came out.
“I didn’t skip out on you,” he replies.
“Then what was it?” you snap back. You’re both staring, and despite this horrible, dark topic that stirred up darker days, you feel shivers rising on your skin when he looks at you like that. This tall door that kept images of steaming nights and honey sweet words locked away never fully closed, and small slivers of desire would slip in.
And he could always catch it.
Maybe it was the way your nipples would harden, clearly visible under your shirt, or how one of your knees would part and bend against the mattress. Or maybe after knowing you for so long, he just knew when you wanted him.
Whatever it was, it had him pulling his sheet back and stepping to you, kneeling between your thighs, one big hand under your back as he lifted you higher up the bed.
It was happening again. The control you had was weakening.
“Norman,” you sigh, his hot mouth brushing against your neck, a couple fingers tracing under the band of your underwear, his fingernails scraping softly against your gooseflesh skin.
You groan when he lays over you, his chest pressed against yours. It only took a small shove of his thighs to spread yours, and it was like a well practiced dance as you locked your ankles against his lower back. He gyrated, and licked, his hands holding your head, and your fingers digging into his ribs.
Kissing him was like a drag of a cigarette. It hooked you, and you liked the burn in your lungs like you did his tongue slipping in your mouth. Your hands fumbled up his body, first his narrow hips that rolled against yours, then his arms that made you melt, finally his slim face you held as he kissed you into a trance.
Ugh, why did you ever deny this?
“I didn’t skip out on you.” he repeated against your skin. Your eyes pinched shut, your cheek pressing against his.
A thumb teased your nipple, running over it again and again, making your back bend into his touch. Through the shirt he nipped your standing breasts, and his own groan made you shudder.
He was hard and ready, and it could’ve kept going… but only if he wouldn’t’ve spoke again. It brought you back. Reminded you. Closed that door a little more.
“No.” you whine, pushing his face back. You’re both flushed, labored breathing, hot.
He doesn’t argue, but you see the fire in his eyes burn out. He takes a few steadying breaths, hiding his face in one of your hands. He could be so sweet, and shy. Norman nods and crawls away from you, ambling back over to his bed and laying down, his back to you.
It takes time to close your legs and fix your shirt, but even longer to roll away and wait for the ache between your thighs to subside.
Giving in would mean release. But doing it again would also release other things.
Sleep grabs you some time later, after watching Norman’s wide shoulders rise and fall with steady breaths.
The morning brought awkward stumbling and little exchanged in conversation. This time, you were thankful you were on the bike instead of a car. It meant you didn’t have to force the tension away, but instead let it fly away with every mile down the highway.
You held his sides, sometimes the tops of his thighs, admiring the prettier parts of Georgia before crossing into Alabama. The bugs were bigger, and the ringing of their wings and songs in the dead of summer could almost be heard through your helmet and the wind racing past you.
The people were remarkably different, and to your insistence after seeing one too many films of the hostility related to this state, you two kept to the inner cities and away from the back woods.
It had been a long and hot day on the bike, stretching into a six hour jump instead of three, and your knees nearly gave out from under you again when you finally stood after pulling into another hotel.
“Need an elbow, ma’am?” Norman asked in his worse Southern accent. You snorted, taking the aid anyways.
“Another bug.” he mumbled, pulling half of one out of the ends of your hair that had flown behind you from under the helmet. What was left of the insect was gooey as he pried it out, and made you frown. Shower was the next thing you’d do after eating.
“I hope there’s a washroom in the hotel,.” you mumble, observing the small, dead bodies all over your jacket and pants. He could care less as he shoveled food into his mouth. He’d done this before so it was no big deal.
“Just gonna happen again tomorrow,”
“Doesn’t mean I want it in layers.” you sigh, ogling your plate packed with breakfast foods.
“Could lose a few layers when we get back…” he said before sipping his drink. You eye him, blankly, eventually making him look away, but you catch pink dusting his cheeks.
Pervert.
“We’re sharing?” you ask, staring at the single bed at the center of the room.
“Only room available,” he said, plugging his phone in to charge.
Pfft, that was bullshit. But first things first.
The shower is a god send.
A true miracle.
How could hot water feel so good after a day in the heat? You didn’t care- all that mattered was the shivers erupting when it ran over your scalp and down your face. You soaked for what felt like ages, until the room was fogged with heat and your skin was well exfoliated. The heat and sweat clung as soon as you started to dry off, but after dressing in a big shirt you snagged from a shop nearby, the AC from the room blasted across you in relief.
He had just pulled his boxers up over his ass when you stepped out, but even you didn’t bother to look away.
“Not like I haven’t seen it before,” you sighed, plopping down on the bed and squirming around in the cold sheets-
Suddenly he was shimmying towards you, a playful grin on his face, but you raised your foot against his stomach before he could touch you.
“Es’cuse me?” you said, and he grabbed your ankle, kneeling on the edge of the bed.
“Norman, no.” you exhaled, but his lips were quirked to the side and he was crawling up your body.
Ugh, why did he have to be so handsome? Those fucking shoulders.
“Really?” he asked, eye level with you and trying to decipher the weak hold you had on your own temptations. You only nodded, crossing your legs under his. He sighs, the disappointment evident on his face.
“Are you really so surprised?” you ask, leaning back on your elbows.
“No not really,” he mumbled, crawling beside you and shuffling under the covers to pull them up to his chin. He looked like a big, pouting burrito.
“Then what?” you push, resting on your side.
“Nothing,”
“Tell me,”
“Nothin’,” he grumbles, and now you’re annoyed.
“Norman just say it,” you say, pushing his shoulder.
“Why can’t we just go back to how it was before?” he asks, and there's a long pause, not because you don’t know what to say, but because now you’re surprised and even a little annoyed he’d ask such a thing.
“You know why,” you say silently, and he rolls to look at you.
“That was years ago.”
“So?”
“Things have changed,” he says, but you shake your head.
“I’m not dealing with a break-up again,” you sigh, wanting it to just stop there.
“We were never together?” he says, looking at you in a confused manner.
“Yeah and whose fault it that?”
You asked that before you could really process what you were asking, so you knew what was coming.
“Yours!” he shouts.
How did it always come to this?
Your best friend- the guy you’d been starstruck with first spotting in the motorcycle shop he worked in in LA when you two were young and dumb. The guy who knew everything about and you knew everything about just as equally. Even though you’d both said sex wouldn’t ruin what you had… it did. Sex always ruined shit.
Actually, it was you.
You freaked when he wanted to take it to the next step all that time ago.
You ruined it.
Time passed after it crumbled, and both of you eventually crawled back to one another. But things were damaged. You could see the cracks in each others reflection, but your heart thundered now when you were close. And somehow, you two would find one another tangled together in one of your beds, re-living older days. This force that kept bringing you back to him was only getting stronger the longer you held out.
But right then, you turned away and scooted as far away as possible on the bed. You felt him shift around, and the room went dark after he shut the TV off.
How did it always come to this?
Your phone read 1 AM when you looked, and you wondered if he was still awake.
You wondered if the trip should end here, in the cold bed.
But you also wondered if it really would be so horrible if you just…
“Norman?” you ask softly, turning to lay on your back. In the dark, he looks to be turned away, the covers pulled all to your side. Must be sleeping, so you turn back, nestling your face into the pillow.
But the bed behind you shifts, and suddenly, a broad body is against your back and muscular arms around your waist. You grin, holding his forearm, letting him press his face against the back if your neck.
“We fight like jealous lovers,” he mumbles, and you chuckle.
“We do,”
A beat of silence, and his thumb stroking your stomach makes you close your eyes.
You whore- already??
“I’m sorry,” you let out, and he exhales against your skin.
“It’s okay.”
You grin, and bite your lip, staring at the moonlight peeking in through the curtains.
This could backfire.
End in catastrophe.
But god, you were craving that brilliant release.
So you let the fire in your gut win.
You turn to lay partially on your back, facing him, his arms still around you. An arm was pressed awkwardly between you, but when he sat up on an elbow, it slid under him in time to grip his shoulder blade when he caught your lips with his.
You moaned, having not expected him to. Kissing was always kind of an off limits thing with you two- it was too personal.
But you didn’t stop it, or even tried to when his tongue pushed in your mouth and you could taste his last cigarette, and his own groan vibrate through him.
Ugh, fuckin’ a.
You were alive with want, and the twist of your hips to better face him let him know. But hands were already gripping your ass, and moving up under your big shirt to push it over your head and away, discarded messily on the floor.
Where had his shirt gone suddenly? All you felt was bare skin against your own and large hands pulling you upwards when he detached, his mouth resealing over a hard nipple. You gripped his long hair, wincing, smiling when he’d bite your sensitive skin, always a soft kiss to follow. But long sighs shook your form when the kisses moved down, a tongue dipping into your navel.
You always hated how slowly he’d pull your panties down.
It was so you’d look down while he did it. He’d confided in you long ago he liked the eye contact. It made you nervous, but you still couldn’t pull away from those narrow blues.
Slowly, painfully, down your thighs that trembled when one hand rested just above your sex, barely any pressure. He didn’t even pull them off your foot before he rested on an elbow between your legs, watching his thumb brush over your lips for only a moment before looking back up at you.
But you’d already fallen back, your thighs spreading, your body screaming to be touched.
His touch was featherlight over your clit as he drew designs up and down. Long kisses against your inner thigh made you groan, and follow with a whine when he ran a knuckle down against your wet lips, and a wide finger slid in you, effectively making you yell out.
In and out, up and down against your clit, then in and out again. It was slow, and careful, never enough to bring you anywhere close to climaxing but also just not enough.
“God damnit Norman,” you ground out, fingers digging into the sheets.
But your body lurches when he sucks your clit into his mouth, sucking rhythmically, two fingers pumping in and out of you in time. Steady pleasure shoots up, building with every second and broad swipe of his tongue.
Words aren’t coherent, and motions are uncoordinated. You’re gripping the sheets, your thighs, sometimes his hair and finally his hands that’ve slid up to your stomach, keeping you still. But because you’re you, and you know it can get even better, you want more.
“You said-,” but a shuddering breath interrupts when his thumb replaces his mouth to rub tight, fast circles on your clit. “You said you brought condoms?” you finally get out, and you can’t help but laugh at how fast he’s moving to grab his backpack.
You wait, wanting and ready, watching him tear his bag apart, but he hasn’t found them yet.
Sitting up on your elbows, you watch him literally hold the bag upside down and shake it, but nothing more falls out.
“Oh Norm.” you sigh, and he looks at you. “I don’t know what happened to them,” he says, and you fall back on the bed, trying not to let the disappointment get to you too much.
“I’ll go buy some,” he says, finding his jeans.
“All those liquor stores we passed closed at 11,” you say as you look at him in the dark, and his head drops, his hands on his thighs where he’s kneeling on the ground. You run your hands down your face. So close, yet so far away.
You look up when he shuffles back to you, sitting on the edge of the bed.
“It’s okay,” you say softly, rubbing his thigh. He looks at you, biting his bottom lip in thought.
He’s over you again before you know it, between your thighs, his fingers sliding between your lips, then inside you.
“What’re you…” you sigh, eyes closing as he curls his fingers, finding your spot.
“Finishing,” he purrs, leaning on an elbow over you so he can kiss your parted lips. He knows exactly how to make you crawl towards that climax, and how to make your body arch and pulsate. At just this right pace, it’s a slow build up, allowing you enough time to enjoy the little shocks of pleasure when his thumb finds your clit again. Every time he does, you smile, gasp, look up at him marveling down at you.
“C’mon,” you whine, always wanting the release sooner than later. He always listens, rarely deprives. His hand is a blur of motion, the friction of his palm on your clit making your eyes roll back.
And it’s flashing before your eyes in only a few seconds. Wave after wave, powerful, and then easing away, leaving the muscles in your stomach clenching and your thighs shaking as he keeps going until you stop his hand. The warm hum in your body lingers, and you realize it’s literally been ages since you’ve felt this good.
Your breaths are deep and even, and you hold his face as he looks at you.
Now it was his turn.
Your hands venturing into his boxers makes his body tense, and a held breath escapes his lips when you find him, rock hard and an impressive amount of precum already spilled over his tip.
You build him up the same way he did you. Slow strokes, your thumb running over his tip. He groans and even shakes a little, his hips rocking into your hands.
Shit, part of you still wanted all of this in you, filling you up. But you thought of the next best thing.
“C’mere,” you say, and he follows until you show him to slide his length up and down between your lips, both of you getting what you want now. But clearly he’s more reactive, and he moans loudly, adjusting his knees wider, rocking forward and backward, admiring your entirety.
You were sensitive still, but feeling him like this, and how warm he was- it felt so good. You were so wet already. So much that he’d slip in no problem…
You wanted to tell him to just fuck you. To brand you into the bed mercilessly. But a quick glimpse at his face tells you he’s already close. So you bite your tongue, no matter how badly you ache to be filled.
“Are you gonna cum?” you ask softly, holding his face as he nods and lowers, his thrusts becoming tighter, more centralized. He’s breathing heavily, moaning, and he presses his face against your neck when his body tenses, the hot semen shooting across your lower abdomen. He thrusts in short jerks, strangled groans muffled against your skin as you cling to him, letting him empty onto you.
When he finally stills, his head rests against your chest momentarily before finally looking at you, a little grin across his lips and his eyes heavy. You giggle, moving his hair away.
“Better?” you ask, and he nods, kissing you once, twice, a few more times.
He mumbles something completely unintelligible against your mouth, and you laugh, holding his shoulders up when he starts to slouch.
“M-mm,” you hum, pushing him away. “I need a towel- I need a towel!” you yell, and he sits up, pushing his hands through his hair and nodding. There’s no shame when he walks to the bathroom, and neither is there when he turns on the light to reveal your naked body sprawled across the bed.
“So how much do I owe you?” he asks, tossing a hand towel.
“A better hotel room next time,” you chuckle, wiping your stomach.
“I think that can be arranged,” he says before walking back to the bathroom. You stretch after tossing the towel into the corner of the room, and roll onto your stomach. The cold sheets feel so good, and the tension in your frame is gone. In that moment, you can agree with yourself that this was long awaited, but that it also might backfire, somehow. But now you’ve been reminded of the forbidden fruit, and you’d want it again for the duration of this limitless trip.
Your head turns to face him when he comes back, and he’s searching for his boxers. You grin to yourself, hiding it behind your arm.
It was like the nights he’d come over to your apartment. Covered in motorcycle grease, still in his coveralls that were gone in minutes when you’d rip them off his lean body, fucking all night into the summer morning. When he’d make you yell into the cool night, no worries of being caught. Those memories always made you smile, and warm. They were always fun to revisit.
So what was the harm in adding to them? Making this trip your last summer fling with him? Maybe it wouldn’t end in pieces like before.
“Sleepy?” he asks, turning the light off and crawling into bed again. You nod, closing your eyes as he drapes half himself over you.
It was just like those summer nights and warm mornings again.
*insert evil laughter here*
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND this is where part 1 ends, but here’s part 2!
Summary: The people of Alexandria are still uneasy with her presence, despite now being Daryl’s wife. So, the Reader is determined to go on a run with Rick, Michonne, Aaron, and Daryl. She is determined to show the group that she can be of good use and try and calm the tensions between them. She goes on the run with them, despite feeling very under the weather, and helps the group salvage food and supplies from a nearby farmhouse. When she returns to Alexandria, Daryl insists on her going to see the doctor to see what is wrong. She finds out why she has been feeling under the weather, much to both of their surprise…
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You awoke to the sounds of the birds chirping and the town rising. You could hear voices here and there outside of your open window. You tossed and turned a few times, stretching out and groaning with discomfort as you felt your sore muscles. And then finally, you reluctantly opened your eyes.
“Ughh…” you groaned, closing them again and pulling the covers back over your head, trying to fall back asleep despite the sun rays beaming directly at you through the open window.
You heard Daryl’s footsteps walking down the hallway towards the bedroom. You heard the doorknob rattle and the door creak open. And then you heard a chuckle from Daryl’s throat fill the bedroom.
You forced your eyes open and flung the blankets down off of your face and upper body. You looked over at him with cranky, tired eyes.
“What?” you asked, with a slight edge in your voice.
This made Daryl chuckle again as he walked over with a cup of water for you to drink and a bowl of something else in his other hand.
Daryl shook his head and smiled, setting the glass of water and bowl down on your nightstand beside you.
“Nothin…” Daryl said with a knowing smile as he sat down on the bed beside you.
“What?” you asked again, smiling up at him as you started to awake to the dream that was your reality now, him.
He shook his head, looking away, unable to shake his smile as he watched you fall in love all over again with him as you slowly awoke.
It happened every day, and every day he wondered how he had gotten so lucky.
“Nothin’, it’s just…I never knew until we came here just how much you were *not* a morning person,” he said, chuckling again to himself.
You rolled your eyes and smiled sheepishly back up at him, pushing your arms to the bed and finally sitting up.
“Fine. I’m up. Happy?” you asked with another pout over at him.
He laughed softly to himself and nodded.
“Always,” he said reaching over and grabbing the bowl from the nightstand.
He grabbed one of the fresh strawberries inside of it and brought it to your lips.
“Here I brought ya some breakfast,” he said, gesturing to you to open your mouth.
Your lips smiled at him first, causing him to look up into your eyes again and admire the twinkle in them.
“You’re so sweet,” you said, looking over at him with thankful admiration for another few seconds before you focused on the strawberry and bit into it.
“Mmm…” you moaned happily to yourself as you closed your eyes and tasted the sweet fruit with a content smile on your face.
You swallowed it down and opened your eyes again to see Daryl smiling over at you with the sweetest smile on his lips as he watched you enjoy the fruit.
Life had been so damn good since you two had been married and settled down in Alexandria. Your dad had made good on his promise and let Alexandria survive on its own without his intrusive presence or demands.
You two had spent one full week in honeymoon heaven before starting your new life in this new community.
Since then, you had been trying to do as much as possible to prove your worth here. You couldn’t stand anyone thinking that you somehow thought you were above anyone or above the same hard work everyone else had to do to maintain this paradise in the middle of a deadly storm everywhere around you.
You grabbed a few more strawberries and popped them eagerly into your mouth, your stomach now alerting you to how famished you were.
You chopped away on them, grabbing more and popping them into your mouth. After you swallowed those you reached over, grabbed the water, and chugged it down. When you were finished you put the glass back on the nightstand and burrowed back down into your sleeping position. You looked up at him with a tired, but satisfied smile as your stomach and your eyes silently thanked him for the nourishment. But you couldn’t help but yawn, still feeling so tired.
Daryl looked over at you with concern for a moment. He brought his hand to your forehead, trying to feel if you had a fever. But you felt normal to him. So, he sighed with relief. He put the bowl down and walked around the bed, slipping into his side of the bed under the covers. He laid his arm out on the pillow above you.
You immediately lifted your head long enough to let him lay it beneath your head. You then laid back down and scooted into him, laying your arm over his chest as you settled into him.
He kissed your forehead a few times, smiling to himself as you turned into his body and cuddled into him. You two fit together like the perfect puzzle you were.
You smiled happily to yourself, closing your eyes as you burrowed into his neck, loving the scent of him.
Daryl wrapped both arms around you and held you close to him, watching as you closed your eyes and smiled, relaxing happily in his arms.
“You’ve been so tired lately,” Daryl said, kissing you on the forehead again and nuzzling into it as he closed his own eyes and held you tight.
“Maybe ya should stay here today and rest,” he said with sweet concern.
You shook your head, which laid on his chest, and nuzzled further into him, wrapping your arm around his body, underneath his arm.
“No, I can’t. I need to prove my worth here,” you said, opening your eyes and starring over at the open window opposite you with a wary look in your eyes.
As much as you did, you couldn’t help but feel like people were always judging your worth or your motives. You didn’t know if that was in your head or reality. All you knew was that’s how you felt most times you walked around here. The new world that you had desperately wanted for you and Daryl for as long as possible was turning out to be colder than you had imagined. Despite all of the anxiety you had for your own safety and insecurities you had pushed on, every single day as hard as you could. You did it for him, for your future together, and for the future of this safe haven.
“Ya don’t need to prove nothin’, Y/N. I’ll protect you,” Daryl said, hugging you as he said it.
He wanted nothing more than for you to finally be accepted her and put your mind at ease.
You smiled wider at his words, nuzzling into his neck and kissing it a few times before settling back into the crook.
“I know you can, baby. I just…I just need to prove myself as an equal here too. I have to,” you said, looking up at him with determined eyes.
Even though you didn’t often announce this worry out loud, he read it on your face every single time it crossed your mind. Which was more times than he had ever wanted when bringing you here. He wished like hell he could flash forward to a time when the people he knew and loved here would see how great you were. But all he could do was endure the first weeks of this new deal and hope that you and his family outside of you could somehow find common ground.
He looked back down into your eyes with worry, until he saw your resolve and nodded. He understood completely what that feeling was like and he admired how much you wanted to do this on your own merits. How could he say no?
So, he nodded, leaning down to kiss you softly. When he was done, he kissed your nose, then nuzzled it with his own, finally submitting to you.
“Alright. But, how about I let ya sleep a few more hours before we have to leave?” he asked, looking you over with loving concern again.
You looked up into his eyes and nodded, closing your eyes and then nuzzling into his body again, clinging onto him as if he was your only safety.
“Only if you stay here with me,” you said, starting to fall back asleep in his relaxing and loving arms.
Daryl smiled and settled his body further into yours until he was comfy, settling in to sleep next to you.
Once he did you smiled, and your eyes closed again. Daryl watched you fall quickly back asleep in his arms silently and contently. He dosed off soon after you did and you both fell into a peaceful slumber...
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You awoke before Daryl about an hour later. You had tossed and turned until your brain finally woke you up. You sat up and covered your mouth, feeling your stomach turning like crazy. You quickly ripped off the blanket over you and ran to the bathroom, where you hit your knees right in front of the toilet. You gripped it just seconds before you threw up the water and strawberries you had just eaten not too long ago.
“Ugh!” you groaned with disgust, wiping your mouth clean and quickly flushing the toilet.
That’s strange. You thought to yourself. You rarely, if ever, got sick. Maybe the strawberries had been bad you thought as you stood up and walked over to the sink. But your stomach did seem to be more sensitive the past week or so. You ran some cold water and splashed over your face, trying to cool it down.
“Y/N?” Daryl called out from the bedroom.
“Y/N, you alright?” he asked, looking over at the open door with confusion.
He had heard and felt you spring out of bed to the bathroom, waking him from his slumber.
“Yeah!” you shouted back, grabbing your toothbrush.
“I just wanted to make sure we weren’t going to be late!” you shouted back, shoving the toothbrush in your mouth and washing it clean.
Within seconds Daryl was at the doorway of the bathroom.
He leaned up against it, looking over at you with an in-awe smile as he took you in. Even doing such a basic thing you looked like the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
You leaned over and spit, rinsing your mouth, and then looked back over at him.
“What?” you asked self-consciously as you watched him take you in, hoping you looked better than you felt.
He walked over behind you and wrapped his arms around your body, looking at you in his arms, through the mirror in front of you two. He smiled to himself at the image of the two of you bonded together as if you were one. And from now on you were. He loved that. He still couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have you all to himself, forever.
“I was just thinkin’ about how happy ya make me,” Daryl replied with a smile over at you through the reflective mirror.
You smiled back at him, your heart melting at his words.
“Really?” you asked, nuzzling your head into his as you stared back at him through the mirror all feelings of discomfort leaving your body as suddenly as they had come on.
You wrapped your arms around his, that held you so securely, leaning back into his body with complete loving security as you fell back into him.
“So, you’re not sick of me yet?” you asked, looking up at him in the reflection with a happy, amused smile.
He leaned over and whispered into your ear.
“Not possible,” he said, focusing his eyes on yours this time as you two pivoted together.
“Yeah?” you asked as you turned around and into him.
You wrapped your arms loosely around his neck, smiling wider as he wrapped his arms protectively around your waist and pulled your body into his.
He smiled back at you, leaning over and nudging his nose up into yours, his lips ghosting yours as he stared deep into your eyes.
“I’ve never loved you more,” he admitted with a smile of pure admiration.
He then closed his eyes and pushed his lips to yours.
You sighed happily as he kissed your lips gently a few times and then pushed his tongue into your mouth. You melted into his kiss as his tongue swirled passionately around yours, feeling instantly better at the feeling of him.
His hands immediately started to roam your back as he kissed you with more hunger.
You could feel how hard he was as he walked the two of you back into the counter behind you. As soon as your ass hit the edge of the counter Daryl brought his hand down in between your legs. He pushed his hand down into your panties and began to rub your pussy up and down.
“Ohhh, baby…” you whimpered at the feeling, pulling your lips away from his as your body fell back at his touch.
He grunted to himself, rubbing his leg up and down your inner thigh, trying to give his hard cock some relief. He was always so ready for you.
You groaned with confused happiness as you felt his hard cock running up and down your thigh, turning you on even more as his fingers played with you.
He pushed his lips to the side of your neck and began to harshly kiss it.
“Daryl…” you whimpered, closing your eyes and smiling to yourself at the feeling of him loving up on you.
He pulled his fingers out of you and ran his hands over and cupped your ass, under the fabric of your nightshirt, pulling your core into his.
“I need you, baby,” he whispered into your ear as he ran his hands eagerly up and down your ass with pure need.
“Do you think we have time?” you asked, trying to stay logical while he drove you fucking crazy for him.
“They can wait,” he said, leaning back over and pushing his tongue back in your mouth. He grabbed ahold of your tongue and began to swirl it around as fast as he could this time, causing you to moan happily into his kiss, completely submitting to him.
He knew that was all the convincing you needed. He brought his hands to the sides of your panties. He pulled his lips from yours long enough to step back and push them down to the ground.
He brought his hands to his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them in front of you.
You stepped out of your panties and watched as he popped open his pants and pushed them to the ground. He stood back up and your eyes went wide with excitement as you watched his throbbing cock pop up to the middle of his bare stomach.
No matter how many times you two were together you were always amazed at how much he always wanted you and how good he always felt inside of you.
He walked over to you and pulled your shirt up.
You quickly raised your arms and allowed him to pull it up and off of you.
He then slammed his hand down on the counter beside you, silently ordering you to hop up.
You obeyed, quickly hopping up onto the counter. You spread your legs and brought your hands to the sides of his body. You stared down and watched as he grabbed his cock, stroking it a few times before bringing it to your pussy.
He ran it up and down your folds a few times and then swiftly pushed himself inside of you.
“Ah!” you cried out in pure pleasure as he shoved himself inside of you so quick.
His hands came quickly to the sides of your hips and ass. He gripped them tightly and began to thrust into you with full fervor.
You leaned into him, wrapping your arms around his neck and your legs around his lower back as quickly as you could to endure the brunt of his excited cock. You looked into his eyes with pure happy disbelief as he started to fuck you the way only he could.
His jaw clenched at the pure look of loving desire in your eyes as he started to thrust harshly into you.
You whimpered and locked eyes with his, looking back at him with happy disbelief at the feeling.
He got lost at the look in your eyes, and how beautiful you were loving every second of him inside you. He stopped his cock’s motion just as suddenly as he had started it. He then wrapped his arms firmly around your body and pulled you up into his arms.
You quickly adjusted, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck and resecuring your legs around his waist as he picked you up off the counter into his arms, still deep inside you.
“What are you doing?” you asked with a happy smile as he started to walk you out of the bathroom and back to the bedroom you shared.
“They can wait a few extra minutes…” Daryl said sweetly, walking you both back to your bed and laid you down onto it.
You two climbed up the bed in perfect unison until your head was back on your pillow and he was back on top of you, just the way you loved it.
He looked over into your eyes with a soft-hearted happy smile, pressing his lips sweetly to yours a few times before finishing his thought.
“…I wanna love my wife down right, just the way she deserves,” he finished with that sweet smile you loved so much.
You smiled back up at him, running your hand softly up and down his neck as you took him in. He was the most amazing man you had ever met and sometimes you still felt like meeting him had all been just a dream. But here he was every day reminding you that he was oh so very real and so very much in love with you. You felt the exact same way and you couldn’t believe that you had found such a love in the strangest of times.
“I love you, Daryl,” you said softly and with pure sincerity in your eyes, wishing you could freeze this moment in time forever.
His smile widened, and he nodded, nudging his nose up into yours and ghosting his lips with yours as he looked deep into your eyes.
“I love ya too, Y/N… Always,” he whispered, looking down at you and getting lost in all that you were and all that you had brought into his life since knowing you.
He couldn’t wait to spend every second of every day with you. He knew he would never get tired of having you by his side. You were his love, his rock, his everything. And he still couldn’t believe that he got to keep you for the rest of your lives.
You ran your hands down to the sides of his neck and placed them there, rocking your hips up and down his with a playful smile on your lips as you goaded him forward.
“Good. Now fuck me, baby,” you said with a slight whine in your voice.
He cocked his eyebrow at this as his eyes turned dark with desire for you again.
“With pleasure,” he said with another dark smile and then began to thrust his cock in and out of you again.
He started fast, hitting into you with pure driven lust-filled passion.
You moaned loudly, running your hands down to grip his shoulders as his cock pushed your body up and down with pure pleasurable force.
“Yeah? Ya like that?!” He grunted with pure excitement as he watched you loving his cock.
“Yes! Don’t stop!” you cried out loudly, rocking your hips up and down with more need as you felt your high coming.
He could tell you were close, so he sped up and increase his pressure on your core, just the way he knew you loved it.
“Ohh…Yes!! Don’t stop!” you moaned happily with every hit from his amazing cock.
He gave you everything he had, slamming harshly into you faster and harder until your hips locked up into his and you came so fast for him.
“Oh, God!? Yes, baby!!” you cried out as you hit your high, closing your eyes with a smile on your face as you enjoyed the amazing feeling buzzing through your body.
“Damn, girl!” Daryl grunted at the feeling of your pussy convulsing happily over his cock and the look on your face.
He sped up his cock, jackhammering into your hilt as fast as he could until he slammed into you and exploded deep inside you.
“Fuck!” Daryl growled, clenching his jaw shut and glaring you down as he came so hard because of you.
He growled again, slamming his cock into you again, pushing your threshold, prolonging his high.
You smiled up at him, bringing your hands back to his hair to massage it as he collapsed on top of you, burying his head safely into the side of your neck. You nuzzled your head into his lovingly, running fingertips softly up and down his back.
He was panting away his high into your neck, causing shivers of bliss to breakout across your skin.
You two enjoyed the post-coital bliss for a few minutes in happy silence. After a few minutes of silent bliss, he began to kiss your neck repeatedly, silently thanking you for the amazing feeling you had just given him.
You lightly patted his back.
“I think we should get going, baby. I don’t want to be late for my first run,” you said reluctantly.
He nodded into your neck, kissing your neck a few more times before leaning back to look back into your beautiful eyes.
“Are ya sure I can’t convince ya to stay here?” he asked, knowing the answer, but needing to ask one more time anyway.
You shook your head.
“I am coming with whether you like it or not, Dixon,” you said with a resolved smile.
He nodded, reluctantly, knowing that that would be your answer.
He then pulled himself out of you and rolled over onto his back. He watched as you got up off of the bed and walked over to your dresser. He watched as you pulled out an outfit to wear. He smiled to himself, rubbing his stomach absentmindedly as he watched you put on your panties, jean shorts, and your favorite black tank top. You looked over at him as you grabbed a pair of socks, noticing the dumfounding look on his face, watching you as you got dressed.
“What’s that look?” you asked curiously, hopping up onto the dresser as you put on your socks, looking over at him curiously again when you were done.
“Nothin’, it’s just… If it’s possible you look more beautiful than you ever have this morning,” he said looking over at you with pure loving admiration in his eyes.
You smiled and rolled your eyes, hopping off of the dresser and putting your hands on your hips.
“Don’t think that sweet talk is going to make me change my mind, mister,” you said with a pointed smile over at him.
He laughed and nodded in agreement. He got up and walked over to you, putting his hand on the side of your face as he looked over at you.
“So, damn, stubborn,” he said with a smile.
You brought your hands to rest on his hips and leaned into him.
“We wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t,” you said with another pointed smile, leaning up to kiss him.
You were swirling your tongues passionately around one another, getting lost again in one another when there was a rap on the front door. You pulled your lips from his.
“I told you!” you said, turning to walk towards the bedroom door to answer the front door.
You turned back around and looked his naked body up and down with admiration one more time before turning serious as your eyes came back to his.
“Get dressed, Romeo. We’ve got to get going,” you said, giving him another smile before turning and walking out of the door.
You walked down the hallway to the front door. You opened it to find Michonne standing on the other side of it.
She nodded a stern hello to you. She, along with most of Daryl’s family still hadn’t warmed up to you much since you had moved here. You guess you couldn’t blame them after what your father had done to them. But still, you were hopeful that one day they would accept you as one of their own. At least for Daryl’s sake.
“You ready?” Michonne asked, pure business on her face.
“Yeah, just give us a minute. We’ll meet you at the gate shortly,” you said with an apologetic smile.
If Michonne noticed, she didn’t let on that she did. She just nodded militantly and turned to walk towards the gate, her sword secured tightly on her back.
You grimaced and shut the door.
You turned back around to see Daryl now fully dressed, walking toward you with an awe-filled smile still on his face after your wonderful morning together.
You forced a small smile, trying to deny how nervous you were about today.
Daryl noticed the change in your demeanor and the look on his face turned to concern. He walked up to you and brought his hands up to cup your face.
“What’s wrong?” he asked with worry on his face.
You shook your head.
“It’s nothing…It’s just I don’t think they’ll ever accept me, Daryl,” you said looking up at him sadly.
He shook his head and then planted a few loving kisses on your lips before looking back into your eyes with resolve.
“Hey, don’t say that. They will. They just need time,” he said, trying to reassure you.
You looked away and shrugged, your confidence in that ever happening was obviously not very high.
“Y/N, they will come around. I know it. But right now? I need you to be focused on the job at hand. Because there is no way I’m allowing you out there if you aren’t focused on staying safe,” he said, dipping down and forcing your eyes back to his.
You smiled and nodded in agreement, taking a deep breath before answering him.
“You’re right. Alright, I’ll get my boots on,” you said.
Daryl nodded in agreement, breathing a sigh of relief. It was bad enough you insisted on coming out there where there was danger around every corner. He couldn’t have you distracted.
You two put your boots on in silence.
Daryl grabbed his crossbow, slinging it over his back, securing the strap around his chest. Daryl handed you your belt, which had two knife holsters on it. You quickly slipped the belt around your belt loops, buckling it tightly. He then handed you two knives that he had welded for you. You grabbed them and holstered them securely on both your sides.
Daryl brought his hand to your chin, grabbing it securely, and then looked seriously into your eyes.
“You stay by my side at all times, got it?” he asked, worry flashing across his face as he thought about all that could happen to you, the most precious thing he had ever cared about.
You nodded, smiling up at him with reassurance.
“I promise,” you said, knowing how worried he really was to have you out there.
You? You couldn’t wait to step foot outside and finally be free from any kind of walls. But you also didn’t want to die either. So, you would do as Daryl said. Even if you usually would fight him on it. You didn’t want to mess up anything. You wanted to be with this man, here at his home, for as long as you could. Hopefully, forever. So, you agreed to his terms with sincerity.
Daryl searched your face with worry on his, trying to find any ounce of defiance in his order in yours. When he was sure there was none and that you had fully agreed he took a deep breath and nodded. He dropped his hands from your face and grabbed your hand, holding it tightly in his.
He nudged his head towards the door.
“Come on,” he said and then pulled you away with him out of the house.
You shut the door behind you and then walked hand in hand with Daryl down the steps of your house and the streets of Alexandria.
You looked around nervously as you locked eyes with people as you passed. Most gave you a look of unease, some even hid their children behind them protectively as you walked past them.
Daryl noticed, his heart pinging with sadness at the look of uneasy sadness on your face as you tried your hardest not to feel it fully.
He nudged your shoulder with his.
“Hey,” he said, waiting for your eyes to come back to his at his behest.
“You here with me?” he asked with concern.
You smiled over at him, getting lost in his eyes as you always did, and nodded. You leaned your head onto his shoulder and squeezed his hand tightly as you forced your eyes forward towards the gate.
“Always,” you said, smiling genuinely as you remembered the love you had for this amazing man and why you chose to endure this.
You reminded yourself that nothing and no one would ever get in the way of you two being together.
He smiled happily to himself, kissing the top of your head sweetly before forcing his own eyes ahead to the gate and to the group you were going out with today.
You and Daryl walked up to Michonne, Rick, and Aaron, hand in hand. You straightened out as you grew closer to the group, noticing their wary eyes as they took the image of you two together in.
Rick was the first one to walk towards you two, looking over at Daryl and nodding seriously over at him.
“You ready?” Rick asked him,
Daryl nodded, squeezing your hand with silent support for you.
“Yeah, *we’re* ready,” Daryl replied, emphasizing the fact that you were also here to help.
Rick nodded again, looking over at you with a hard apology in his eyes and demeanor.
“Y/N,” he said politely and then turned and walked back towards Michonne and Aaron.
You looked over at Daryl with unsure eyes again, your nerves getting the better of you.
He leaned over, kissed your forehead, and then cupped the side of your cheek with his free hand before speaking to you again.
“Don’t worry, Y/N. Just stay with me,” he said with a comforting smile.
You smiled back, relaxing a little at just how much you loved this man.
“Okay,” you said, nodding in agreement back to him.
He nodded back and then you both gave your attention back to the others. Rick and Daryl nodded to one another and then Rick began to tell you all what the plan was for today’s run.
“Alright, today’s mission is like any other, to get as much supplies as we can to bring back for our people. Michonne and I found an old-abandoned farm not too far from here. It is fenced in and as far as we can tell is free from walkers. We have spotted a big garden with plenty of food on the vines. It looks like this place has been well-tended to up until now. Not sure what happened to the people living there, but we are going to use their absence to our advantage. Aaron, Michonne, and I will take the truck while Daryl and Y/N, follow behind us,” Rick stated, looking over at you warily for a moment and then over to Daryl.
“Daryl your job is to make sure you give us a heads up if you see anyone coming, dead or alive,” Rick ordered.
Daryl nodded in agreement.
“Keep your walkies on at all times. But only use them if you have to. We don’t know who’s out there listening,” Rick instructed everyone.
He reached into the back of the truck and pulled out a walkie, bringing it over and handing it to you.
You took it and secured it behind you, clipping it to your jean shorts.
Rick then looked around at everyone with his ever serious eyes and tone.
“Let’s get out there and start re-building what has been taken from us,” Rick said, clenching his jaw and resisting the urge to glance back over at you with his comment.
That didn’t stop Michonne though, she looked straight into your eyes with a wary harsh glare.
You looked away, trying to ignore her glare and focus on the mission at hand. Which would hopefully begin to earn you some trust with these people.
“Alright, let’s head out,” Rick said, twirling his finger around in the air as he walked over to the driver’s side door.
He opened it and hopped inside. Aaron went to the other side and hopped in. Michonne climbed up onto the back of the truck bed, sitting and leaning against the back of the truck’s cab. She slammed her hand on the window above her, signaling to Rick that she was secure and ready to go.
“Come on,” Daryl said and pulled you over to his bike.
He dropped your hand and slung his leg over, sitting easily on the big piece of metal.
You followed him and slung your leg over, settling in behind him. You put your hands on his sides to secure yourself to him and the bike.
He looked back at you silently asking you if you were ready. You nodded and looked forward towards the gate with resolve.
Daryl kicked up his kickstand and pushed his foot harshly down onto the pedal below, igniting the engine with a loud roar.
You quickly wrapped your arms around his body and leaned yours into his with slight fear. You had never ridden his bike with him before. So, this would be another new experience for the two of you.
Daryl felt your tight grip on him and looked back at you with a smirk.
“Hold on, darlin’,” he said, his smirk widening at the sight of you, of all people, being so nervous.
“Shut up and drive, Dixon,” you said with a playful smile, trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach.
Daryl smiled sweetly back at you as your spitfire nature returned to your being.
“Yes, ma’am,” Daryl said with another sweet smile over at you before turning his eyes and attention back to the road ahead.
The bike jolted ahead, and you watched as you both followed the truck to the gate.
The gate opened and away you all went. You held onto Daryl tightly as you took off together after the truck. You looked back and watched as the people quickly closed and locked the gate behind you, but not before you saw the look of anger on Sasha and Rosita’s faces as they did so.
You forced your mind and attention forward to the task at hand, ignoring the sudden urge to throw up again at the look on their faces. You took a few deep breaths trying to calm your upset stomach as you tried to focus on the mission at hand.
Daryl noticed your wavering body behind him, your grip loosening for a moment before you gripped him even tighter than before.
He looked back at you with concern.
“Ya alright?” he asked with a look of worry on his face.
You gulped back the sensation to puke because of your nerves and nodded over at him with a look of resolve on your face.
“Yeah. I’m okay, let’s just get this over with,” you said, your voice breaking at the end of your sentence, now wishing you hadn’t agreed to come out with him, but knowing you needed to prove your worth to the people your dad had wronged so deeply.
He looked you over with concern again and then nodded, turning his head and mind back toward the mission, knowing how important this was to you and the group.
You held on tightly to him as you all drove forward on the dirt road. You looked around and noticed a few walkers staggering slowly toward the sound of your vehicles far off into the distance. Your heart started to race as you watched them stretch out their arms following you. You shivered a little at the sight. You hugged Daryl, laying your head on his back and closing your eyes, trying to calm your nausea at the sight of the monsters.
You kept your eyes closed, hugging him tightly as the bike sped along, turning here and there until you felt it come to a stop.
Daryl kicked the kickstand down and the bike leaned to the side as it settled into its parked position.
You opened your eyes and noticed a big white farmhouse to the right of you. It was at least two stories with an attic. It was fenced in by a beautiful wooden fence that wrapped all the way around the property. There was a big red barn behind the house with a huge overgrown garden. From here you could see ripe tomatoes, cucumbers, corn, and what looked like squash growing under the massive vines.
You smiled at the sight of what looked like a glimpse of the old world. You imagined children running around playing in the yard while their parents watched them from their rocking chairs that now were empty on the front porch.
“We’re here,” Daryl said, looking back towards you, noticing you were still hugging him so tightly.
You rested your chin on his shoulder and looked over at him with the same happy smile.
“It’s beautiful here,” you said to him, a glimmer of hope filling your eyes at your vision of the future.
Daryl smiled softly back at you, knowing that look in your eyes by now.
“Yeah. It is,” he said softly, getting lost in your eyes for a moment until he heard the sound of the truck doors slamming shut.
“Come on, Y/N. Let’s get this done so I can get you back home,” he said with a nod of his head.
You sighed, slumping a little but nodded in agreement.
You let unwrapped your arms around him, bringing your hands up to his shoulders to brace on them as you swung off of the bike. Once your feet hit the gravel, your head started to spin a little, causing you to brace your hand on the side of his arm for a moment.
“What’s wrong?” Daryl asked, looking you over with concern again.
He had never seen you so off-kilter as you had been the past few days. He was starting to worry there was something wrong with you. And that worried him more than anything else in the world.
You shook your head, closing your eyes as your dizziness slowly subsided, bringing your hands to your hips as you steadied yourself.
“Nothing. I’m okay. I must just have some vertigo from the bike,” you said, trying to shake the dizziness from your being.
Rick, Michonne, and Aaron walked over to you two as Daryl swung his leg quickly over his bike and came to your side.
“You two ready?” Rick asked, looking over at the state of you, and then looked over at Daryl with confusion in his eyes.
You nodded, forcing your eyes to Rick’s.
“Yeah, we’re ready,” you said with hard resolve in your eyes.
You looked back at Daryl with a reassuring yet weak smile.
Daryl narrowed his eyes, looking you over with uncertainty. If it was up to him, he would have taken you home this instant to get you checked out by the Doc. But this was important to you. So, he nodded back to you and then forced his eyes back over to Rick’s.
“Yeah,” Daryl concurred, nodding over to Rick.
Rick looked you over again, noticing how sickly you looked, and then looked over at Aaron.
“Why don’t you two take the garden. Aaron, drive the truck up to it and you two can start filling the buckets with any vegetables you can find,” Rick instructed.
Aaron nodded, looking over at you with wary but kind eyes.
You looked over at Aaron and then back at Daryl with unease. Daryl noticed and leaned over to kiss your cheek and then whisper into your ear.
“It’s alright, Y/N. Aaron’s good people. I trust him with you,” he whispered, looking over at you with another reassuring smile.
You smiled back and nodded, taking a few deep breaths of courage before looking back at Rick for further instructions.
“Michonne, Daryl, you’re with me. We’re going to case the house and if it is empty, we will scavenge everything useful we can find. Grab the bags from the back of the truck and let’s get going,” Rick ordered with another hard nod at Daryl and Michonne.
They both nodded back. Michonne went to grab a couple of big duffel bags from the back of the truck.
Daryl looked over at you unsurely one more time before walking in front of you, turning his back on the others. He looked you over as he cupped your face, softly caressing the sides of them with his thumbs as he leaned down to kiss your forehead sweetly.
When he was done, he leaned back, his hands still securely hold onto your face, and spoke.
“Ya need anything, just call,” he said with sweet concern in his eyes.
You nodded, bringing your hand down to pat the top of his walkie on his hip as you answered.
“I will. I promise,” you said, leaning up to give him one last sweet kiss on his lips before dropping back to your feet.
“Be safe,” you said, your turn to think about all the things that could go wrong here.
“I’m comin’ back to ya, always. I promise ya that,” he said with nothing but pure love and admiration in his eyes as he looked you over.
Even after all this time, you were still the most beautiful thing he had ever laid his eyes on.
He nodded slowly, dropping his hands reluctantly from you after one more sweet kiss on your forehead.
You two nodded your silent goodbyes to one another and then Daryl turned back towards the group.
Daryl looked over at Aaron silently telling him to take care of you.
Aaron picked up on it right away and nodded back to him, showing Daryl that he would do whatever he could to make sure he kept you safe.
Once Daryl was convinced, he took one more loving look at you and then walked to the truck, grabbing two more duffel bags, and followed Michonne away towards the house. Rick nodded a polite goodbye to you and Aaron before grabbing two bags himself and following the other two.
You watched them all easily hop the fence and walk towards the farmhouse. Daryl looked back at you several times before forcing his focus forward.
You watched him walk away from you with nothing but a sad longing in your eyes. Every step away from you made your heart ache more.
“Well, I guess we should get started. Rick really does run a tight ship,” Aaron said, looking over at you with a reassuring smile.
You looked back over at him and noticed his pleasant demeanor toward you.
You offered a small smile back and nodded in agreement.
“Why don’t I open the gate. You can drive through, I’ll close it, and we can head over to the garden,” he suggested.
“Sure. Sounds good,” you agreed.
You started to walk over to the driver’s side door of the truck when Aaron placed his hand gently on your shoulder. This caused you to stop and look over at him curiously at his touch.
Aaron smiled over at you again.
“For what it’s worth? I feel the same way every time I have to leave Eric behind,” he said with a nod of his head and dropped his hand.
“Thanks,” you said offering him a sweeter smile this time at his olive branch towards you.
He nodded again and began to walk towards the gate of the fence just a few yards away.
You followed suit and walked over to the driver’s side door. You opened it and climbed inside, shutting it and starting the ignition. As you did so, you looked out your window, scanning the area for any signs of danger. You saw none. Instead, all you heard was the peaceful whipping of the wind and the cawing of birds in the air above you.
You started the engine and put the truck into drive, looking over and watching as Aaron opened the gate.
He ushered you and the truck over with his hands.
You stepped onto the gas pedal and slowly drove the truck over and into the property. You pressed your foot onto the brake pedal, holding it there as you watched Aaron shutting the gate in your side mirror. After he was done, he walked over to the passenger side door and swung it open. He climbed easily up into the cab and sat down, shutting the door and then nodding over at you.
“Alright, let’s get us some food,” he said with an easy smile, looking happily over at the overly plentiful garden ahead of you.
You smiled over at his easy nature and nodded in agreement, your stomach growling at the thought of food. You pressed your foot to the gas pedal and drove the truck right up alongside the overgrown garden.
You two looked over at it with happy smiles on your faces.
“Wow! Look at all that!” you said with enthusiasm.
Aaron nodded in agreement.
“Looks like we will eat well tonight. Let’s start gathering,” Aaron said, opening the door and quickly climbing down to grab two of the buckets from the back and then walked over to the garden.
You did the same, climbing down from the truck, grabbing two buckets of your own, and following him into the generous garden. You were careful not to step on the vines and the plants as you made your way inside of it, behind Aaron.
You stopped at the tomatoes, putting your buckets down, careful to move the plants aside to do so. You began to pick them, placing them carefully inside the bucket. You looked over with worry every so often at the house that Daryl had disappeared into with Rick and Michonne.
Aaron went to work picking the cucumbers, looking over at you curiously every so often. He noticed your obvious worry and love for Daryl, shaking his head and smiling to himself as he bent down to pick a few more.
“You know…Not to brag. But I am an excellent judge of character…” Aaron started locking eyes with yours as you two worked together.
“…And I think people are wrong about you,” he finished with a smile over at you.
You looked over at him, surprised by his words, but smiled graciously back over at him before responding.
“Really?” you asked with a surprised smile over at him as you continued working together.
Aaron smiled again and nodded.
“Really,” he said, turning his attention back to the task at hand.
You smiled over at him one more time before doing the same. You two picked veggies together in comfortable silence, filling up bucket after bucket under the hot Georgia sun. You started to feel faint again after a while and stood up, putting a hand on your forehead. You closed your eyes and focused on your breathing, feeling nausea hit you again.
Aaron noticed and immediately came to your side.
He looked you over with concern. He leaned down and grabbed a ripe tomato and handed it to you.
“Here. Eat somethin’,” Aaron said as he offered you the tomato.
You opened your eyes and nodded, gratefully taking the tomato and biting into it with exhausted hunger.
“Thanks,” you said before taking another famished bite.
“Here, why don’t you sit down,” Aaron said, taking your arm timidly and guiding you to a nearby gardening chair.
You obliged, your head spinning again.
Aaron helped you sit down and then walked over to the back of the truck. He pulled out a bottle of water and brought it quickly back over to you.
“Here, take a drink,” Aaron said, kneeling down and handing it to you.
You took it, quickly opening the top of the bottle and guzzling it down quickly.
You pulled the bottle from your lips and wiped your mouth with the back of your hand, taking in a few deep breaths of relief as your body thanked you for the nourishment. You smiled to yourself at the sense of satisfaction a moment before remembering you weren’t alone. You looked up at Aaron with a grateful nod as you handed him back the nearly empty bottle back.
He held his palm out at you.
“No, no. It looks like you need it more than I do,” Aaron said looking you over with concern again.
“Have you been feeling sick?” Aaron asked as he took in your state.
You shrugged, gulping down the last of the bottle before resting your arms on your thighs and responding to him.
“I’m alright. I’ve just been a little dizzy and sick to my stomach lately,” you admitted to him, looking longingly over at the house where Daryl was busy at work, wishing he was here to comfort you.
Aaron followed your lovesick gaze and smiled to himself before looking over at you again.
“Well, I don’t want to tell you what to do by any means. But I’d definitely pay a visit to the Doc when we get back,” he said.
You looked over at him quizzically.
“Why? I don’t have a fever or anything. Maybe just some vertigo,” you said, looking up at him with question.
Aaron laughed a little to himself again and then looked over at you.
“There might be more than just a fever you should know about,” he said looking pointedly at you before walking back over to continue his task.
You looked back at the house, wishing you would see Daryl emerge already, completely confused at what Aaron meant.
You felt better after having something to eat and the water. After another few moments of rest, you walked back over and helped him finish salvaging the garden.
After a while longer, you looked up at the house and noticed the trio finally exiting the house, Daryl following Rick and Michonne out with what looked like full duffel bags in each of their hands.
You breathed a sigh of relief, standing up and smiling happily to yourself at the sight of him walking back to you.
He walked down the steps with the two bags in his hands and looked over at you from the distance between you two.
You quickly put the last few squash on the vines below your feet into the bucket beside you and walked over to him.
You ignored Rick and Michonne’s eyes on you completely as you two walked into the middle of the yard, finally reunited with one another. You walked swiftly into him and hugged him wholeheartedly, loving the feeling of your bodies and souls being reunited after what had seemed like forever to you.
He dropped his bags just in time, and wrapped his big, beautiful arms around you, lifting you up into him for a great big bear hug.
You wrapped your arms around his neck as he did so, hugging him tightly as you kissed his neck and then rested your head on the side of his shoulder. You held onto him tightly, tighter than you ever had as you smiled to yourself at the feeling of being back in his arms.
He dropped you back to your feet and you looked up at him like he had been gone forever.
“I was only gone a little while,” he said with a small smile at the look of pure love in your eyes for his return to you.
“I know. I just missed you,” you said with a sweet smile, your nerves finally calming at the sight of him safe and okay.
He smiled sweetly over at your relief to have him back with you. He brought his hand up to cup the side of your face, silently telling you how much he loved you too with only his eyes, and then kissed your forehead.
“Come on. Let’s go home,” Daryl said with another sweet smile.
You nodded, trying to fight your nerves as you turned around to face the group again.
Daryl picked up the bags and followed you over to the truck parked near the garden. You looked over at Aaron and smiled gratefully over at him for being so kind to you today.
He smiled and nodded a silent your welcome before loading up the last two buckets that were filled with veggies from the garden.
Daryl, Rick, and Michonne all dropped their filled bags into the back of the truck. Rick looked over the harvested food and the filled bags with a hopeful smile on his face, the first time in a long time he had been able to do that.
He looked over at you for a second. He had to admit that all of this was theirs to keep because of you and what you had done for them and their community. He nodded a silent thank you to you, much to your surprise.
Daryl walked over and grabbed your hand holding it in his as he stood there protectively by your side.
Rick noticed this and nodded over at Daryl with a silent apology.
Daryl nodded back.
You watched as the two men made their apologies in complete silence, smiling to yourself as you watched Daryl’s shoulders relax a bit afterward.
“Alright, let’s get this back to Alexandria and start going through what we’ve found today. Good job, everyone,” Rick said, looking over at you with one last polite nod before he turned and walked to the driver’s side of the truck.
Michonne climbed into the back of the truck reclaiming her position at the back of the cab. Aaron was about to get into the truck when he looked over at you and Daryl.
“Daryl, you have a second?” Aaron asked him.
Daryl looked over at him curiously and nodded.
Daryl’s hand dropped away from yours and you watched Aaron and Daryl walk a few feet away from everyone. You couldn’t hear what they were saying, but they both looked over at you with concern in their eyes as they began to walk back over to the group. Daryl patted Aaron on the shoulder and then walked back over to you.
“Come on,” Daryl said, grabbing your hand and walking you back over to his bike.
“What was that about?” you asked as you walked away with him.
He looked you over with concern again before bringing his worried eyes back to yours.
“Aaron said we should get you to the Doc when we get back. Said he was worried ya might have somethin’,” he said.
You nodded in complete agreement with him for once. You held your hand to your stomach as another wave of nausea hit you.
“Yeah. I have been feeling pretty sick lately. Maybe that’s a good idea,” you said, taking a few deep breaths as you tried to calm your stomach.
“Ya alright to ride back with me?” he asked, noticing you were sick to your stomach again.
You nodded.
“Yeah, let’s just get home,” you said with a weak smile.
He nodded, looking over at you with concern again before forcing his eyes and feet forward. He walked you both back to his bike and slung himself over, sitting down on the seat. He moved forward to allow room for you and nudged his head back to you.
“Get one,” he instructed as he kicked up the kickstand and revved the engine to life.
You quickly got on behind him, wrapping your arms securely behind him and resting your head on his back. You closed your eyes as the bike jolted forward. You tried to focus on the cool air that blew across your face as you two rode back to Alexandria, following behind Rick and the truck.
When you got back to Alexandria, you opened your eyes, watching Daryl idle watching impatiently for the gate to open. Once it did, you all drove through. You heard the gate clink shut from behind you. Daryl drove you right up to the Doc’s house, parking the bike on the side of the road.
You sighed in relief at the feeling of the bike coming to a halt. Daryl put out the kickstand. You brought your hands back to his shoulders and braced on them as you weakly got down off the bike. You stood there in a haze for a moment before your hand came to your mouth and you gagged. You quickly walked over to some nearby bushes and threw up the water and tomato you had eaten.
“Ick…” you muttered to yourself as you wiped your mouth, your eyes watering with sick pain in your eyes.
Daryl was beside you in an instant, rubbing your back softly as you purged your system.
You looked over at him with an embarrassed smile.
“Well, that’s a new milestone for us. I’m sorry,” you said with another weak smile as you clutched your stomach.
“Don’t be. Let’s just get you in there and see how the Doc can help,” he said with nothing but sympathy for you in his eyes.
He didn’t like seeing you in pain or discomfort.
You nodded, letting him take your hand and walk you both to the front door. Daryl knocked loudly on the front door, pounding on it until it opened.
“Alright, alright, I’m coming,” the Doc said as he swung the door open, looking at Daryl with slight annoyance.
He then looked over at you and noticed the state of you. Your face was clammy, and you looked like you were about to fall over.
“Come in. Come in,” he said stepping aside and ushering you both inside.
Daryl helped guide you inside of the house, following the Doc as he walked you both to the backroom that was frequently used for examinations.
“She’s been feelin’ real sick lately, Doc. You’ve got to look her over,” Daryl said looking you over with worry again.
You noticed this and smiled up at him reassuringly.
“I’m sure it’s fine, Daryl. It’s probably just a stomach bug,” you said, squeezing his hand tighter.
Daryl licked his lips and nodded repeatedly, trying to believe that it was something minor. But in this world, he was too scared of losing you not to go to the extremes inside his head.
“Daryl, why don’t you wait outside while I look her over,” the Doc said, putting his black stethoscope around his neck.
“Go ahead, Daryl. I’m okay,” you said, noticing the look of defiance in his eyes.
He looked you over to make sure you meant your words. When he was sure you did, he nodded again and kissed your cheek.
“I’ll be right outside those doors,” he said, cupping your face as he stared deeply into your eyes.
You nodded, smiling sweetly back at him.
“Go,” you said softly, squeezing his hand one more time before dropping it from his.
He nodded, looking over at you warily one more time before he dropped his hands from you and turned to walk out the door. Before he left, he looked back at you again and said, “I’ll be right here.”
You nodded, smiling happily back at him before you turned your attention to the Doc. You heard Daryl close the door as you smiled politely over at the Doc.
“Why don’t you come sit down and I’ll take a look,” the Doc said, gesturing with his hand to sit on the cot set up in the middle of the room.
You obeyed and sat on the cot with your hands in your lap.
“So, how have you been feeling lately,” he asked, taking a look into each of your eyes before moving his hands down to your neck, checking your lymph nodes.
“I guess I have been more tired than usual, and I’ve been really sick to my stomach lately,” you said.
“Mhm,” the Doc said, putting the stethoscope earbuds into his ears, bringing the flat plate over to your chest.
“Take a few deep breaths,” he said, placing the plate on your chest.
You took a few slow deep breaths as he placed the plate around your chest, listening intently.
After a few more deep breaths, he dropped the plate and took the earbuds out of his ears, hanging it back around his neck. He brought his hands to your stomach, pressing on it near your side.
“Does this hurt?” he asked, checking the area where your appendix was located.
“No,” you answered.
“Have you been having any aches and pains lately?” he asked.
You shrugged.
“I mean aside from the usual wear and tear I guess my body has seemed more tender than usual,” you said.
“Where has it been tender?” he asked you.
You looked up at him embarrassed as you gestured to your breasts.
He nodded again, walking over to a big cabinet, opening the doors, and grabbing something inside of it.
“Any motion sickness?” he asked, holding something in his hand as he walked back over to you.
“Yes, definitely,” you said, nodding as you peered curiously over at whatever was in his hand.
“Here, I think you should take this test,” he said and handed you a box.
You took it from him and looked over at it curiously.
It was a pregnancy test.
You looked up at him in pure shock.
He laughed a little at your reaction.
“I don’t see any symptoms of inflamed lymph nodes or an inflamed appendix. The symptoms you are describing can also be the symptoms of a woman’s first trimester,” he said, matter-of-factly.
You stared down at the box in your hand and nodded, still in shock at this.
“When was the last time you had your period?” he asked.
You searched your mind.
“I guess it has been quite a while,” you admitted, just now realizing how late you were.
“You can use the bathroom back there if you would like,” the Doc said, gesturing to a door behind you.
You looked over at the closed door where Daryl had exited, wondering if you should tell him. You decided to wait until you yourself knew for sure. You slowly got up and walked over to the bathroom door in a haze.
You walked inside, closing and locking the door behind you. You unbuttoned your jean shorts and pulled them and your panties down as you sat down on the toilet. You opened the box, taking the test stick out from the packaging. You read the instructions carefully, one line meant no, and two lines meant yes.
You brought the stick down, shifting awkwardly as you tried to line it up, and then began peeing. You took the stick out after you had wettened it and set it on the edge of the sink next to you. You wiped and got up fastening your shorts and walking over to the sink. You stared at yourself in the mirror as you washed your hands clean.
Were you really ready to be a mother? You wondered. You looked up at the clock on the wall, marking the time. The box said you had to wait five minutes. You walked over at sat down on the edge of the tub to wait, staring at your hands as your mind raced with so many thoughts and questions.
You tried to stay calm, reminding yourself that it could be negative. Then your thoughts turned to Daryl. You smiled to yourself at the thought of him holding your child making them laugh or smile. You thought about how much you had wanted a family with him. You just didn’t know it would happen so soon. Although would you really be that surprised with how active you two had been since day one?
You stared up at the clock every so often, lost in your confused thoughts until it was time to look.
The clock ticked to the five-minute mark. You ran your hands up and down your thighs a few times before you took a deep breath and got up. You walked over to the sink and picked up the stick.
It was Positive.
Your stomach did a flip at the sight of the positive result. You felt like you were in a dream as you set it back down on the sink and walked back out into the Doc’s exam room.
From the look of shock on your face, the Doc figured out the answer.
You didn’t even look at him as you slowly walked over to the door and opened it.
Daryl quickly rose to his feet, looking you over with concern. His hands came to your body, bringing them back to your face to cup it.
You had the strangest shocked look on your face, which immediately made him think something was wrong.
“What’s wrong, Y/N? Is everything alright?” he asked as he checked you over with anxious panic now.
You slowly nodded, bringing your in-shock eyes back to his.
“I’m-I’m pregnant,” you said, looking over at him in pure shock as you pushed out the words.
Daryl’s hands dropped from your face and he stepped back a bit, looking over at you with his own pure shock in his eyes.
“What?” he asked, feeling like he had misheard you.
“I’m pregnant,” you said with more conviction this time.
Daryl stared over at you in disbelief for a few seconds before walking into you and wrapping you up into his arms, giving you a big hug.
You smiled and laughed a little at the sheer force of his happy hug. After what seemed like a five-minute hug, he finally brought his hands to your shoulders, pulling you two apart just enough to be able to see your face again.
He had the happiest smile on his face that you had ever seen. You even thought you saw a few tears starting but he quickly pushed them away.
The Doc came over with a happy smile.
“Congratulations you two, you’re going to be parents,” he said, reaching his hand out to shake Daryl’s.
Daryl took it shaking it firmly as he brought his attention to the Doc.
“Is she gonna be okay? How far along is she? What do I need to do for her?” Daryl asked, suddenly having a million questions running through his mind.
The Doc chuckled a little before responding.
“She’s going to be just fine, Daryl. We’ll set up a weekly appointment for her to make sure we catch anything that could be problematic. In the meantime, she will need lots of rest. So, I would suggest no more runs for her unless it is absolutely necessary. Times have obviously changed. The body can fall prey easier to pregnancy without technology to help guide us. So, the less strain she puts on her body the better,” the Doc said to Daryl.
Daryl nodded, already making a list in his mind of all of the things you were no longer going to be doing.
“As for how far along, if I had to guess I would say you are around 5 or 6 weeks pregnant,” he said to you.
You looked down at your stomach, placing your hand on it. It was mind-boggling to you that you had been with this child for so long already and didn’t know it.
“Get plenty of rest and I’d suggest more soup-based meals until your morning sickness subsides. Your body will tell you what it needs with your cravings and we will do the best we can to accommodate that. I’ll also put prenatal vitamins on the next run list for you,” the Doctor said to you both.
“Just tell me where to look and I’ll get them,” Daryl said to the Doc.
The Doc nodded back to him.
“Very good, I’ll plot you out a map of places that could have them and get it to you by the morning,” he replied.
He then looked over at you two with another smile.
“I’ll let you two settle into the news. But if you have any more questions you know where to find me,” he said, nodding politely again before walking back into the exam room and closing the door behind him.
Daryl looked back at you.
You both stared at each other in shocked silence for a minute before you spoke, still holding your hand protectively over your stomach.
“Are you…okay with this?” you asked with slight worry on your face that he might not be.
He cupped the side of your face and looked lovingly back into your eyes.
“Are ya kidding me, Y/N? I can’t wait to meet our little creation,” he said with a sappy smile on his lips.
You smiled back up and him and nodded, imagining the spitfire that you two probably created.
“Ya just keep surprisin’ me, Y/N…” he said, tenderly caressing your cheek with his thumb as he looked at you in complete awe.
“I love you, Y/N. And I’m gonna love this kid just as much,” he said, with a happy dumbstruck smile.
You smiled sweetly back over at him. The look of pure love in his eyes squashed any doubt you had in your mind about this being a mistake. He was going to be a great dad.
“I love you, too, Daryl,” you said in awe of him, even more so now than ever before.
Whatever came next, you knew he would take care of you and this child so damn well…
Connor Macmanus & Murphy Macmanus x Reader | Pure Smut Warning
Request: Hi! I love all your work. I’m turning 20 on March 31st and I was wondering if you could write a birthday boondock saints smut. We’re Murphy and Connor give the reader orgasms throughout the day until they reach 20!!! I know you’re probably busy, but it would mean a lot to me if you could write this!! Love your work, and I can’t wait to read more! :)
Summary: Pure Macmanus brother smut! It is the reader’s birthday and the boys help her celebrate by giving her 20 orgasms for her 20th birthday. Threesome fantasy hotness!
A/N: So sorry to the anon who requested this on how long this one took. It is long tho so hopefully you will like it and forgive me for being so late!
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“Shut up! Yer gonna wake her up!” Murphy shouted in a loud whisper to his brother as the two walked up the stairs towards your bedroom.
“You shut up! You’re the one yellin’!” Connor shot back in a loud whisper of his own, smacking Murphy on the back of the head.
“Get off me!” Murphy said, smacking Connor on the back of his head in retaliation.
You awoke to hear them slapping at each other right outside your door, cursing to each other.
“Murphy? Connor?” you called out as you stretched and sat up with a groggy confused look on your face.
“I fuckin’ told ya!”
You heard Murphy say, smacking Connor upside the head again.
“Just fuckin’ get in there!” Connor said, pushing Murphy on the shoulder a little.
You giggled a little as you watched Connor push Murphy into the room, walking in right behind him. You watched as they both lined up, shoulder to shoulder, at the bottom of the bed with smiles on their faces as they looked over at you.
“What’s going on?” you asked as you stretched and yawned, waking up to the world.
Murphy looked over at Connor who nodded in silent agreement before they both turned their attention back to you.
“It’s your birthday, love,” Connor said with a happy smile, pulling a single red tulip out from behind his back.
You smiled happily back at him at the sight of your favorite flower. You sat up in bed, reaching for the flower as you held onto the sheet wrapped around your naked body.
Connor reached out and gave you the flower.
You took it and inhaled the scent, closing your eyes with a smile as you did so.
“And we got you this too…” Murphy said, pulling a wrapped chocolate cupcake from his pocket and holding it out to you with a sweet smile on his face.
You opened your eyes and your smile widened at the sight. You leaned over and softly took it from Murphy’s hand, looking up at him with a smile as you did so.
“You two are so sweet!” you said as you took your gifts with a delighted smile.
“Well, we couldn’t let ya go with nothin’ could we?” Connor asked, smiling down at you as you snuggled back down into the bed.
You held your gifts on your stomach as you laid your head back onto your pillow.
They both smiled softly at you and walked to either side of the bed. They both smiled down sweetly at you as they stripped their t-shirts off, following by their jeans. They both stripped down for you in unison, pushing their jeans down and standing up fully naked. They both puffed out their chests, licking their lips as they watched you taking them in.
“Mm. Maybe the cupcake will have to wait…” you said with a smirk, reaching over to put your flower and cupcake on the nightstand.
You got up on Connor’s side of the bed, walking over to him, slowly caressing your hand back and forth across his stomach as you looked lustfully up into his eyes.
“I’ll be right back,” you said and walked around to Murphy to caress his stomach eagerly too before walking into the bathroom, fully nude.
They both watched you walk away in disbelief as you swayed your hips back and forth for them before disappearing into the bathroom.
You smiled to yourself as you felt their eyes on you. You walked into the bathroom and grabbed your toothbrush, filling it with toothpaste and pushing it into your mouth. You went to work cleaning your teeth, every so often dipping it in the streaming water coming down from the faucet into the sink.
When you were done you rinsed your mouth thoroughly and dried it with a nearby towel. You quickly walked back into the bedroom, excited about what was about to happen. You could always count on them to take you there every time.
You three had been a couple for a few months now after months of them both chasing you down. At first, you didn’t know how that would ever work. But in the end, they made it very clear that they did indeed share everything with no jealousy, including you.
After some convincing, they finally wore you down to try it with them. That was the most amazing night you had ever had with anyone. They were both so loving and attentive to your every need. And time had only made them better at making you fall apart in all of the best ways.
Ever since then they had made your life nothing but amazing!
You walked back into the bedroom and saw them both standing militantly in the same spots, waiting for you to return. You smiled at both of them, running your hand through your hair as you walked over to Murphy, who was closest to you.
You stood in front of him watching your hands graze his arms up and down with desire in your eyes before bringing them to his.
“So…What did you two have in mind?” you asked, looking up at him with faux innocence in your eyes, knowing they would have something special in store for you today.
Murphy smiled down at you and then looked over at Connor, nudging his nose, holding his brother’s serious eyes as he brought his right hand up to grip the side of your neck.
“We’ve decided to give ya a full day of pure ecstasy,” he said, bringing his dark eyes back to yours.
“Really?” you asked, looking up at him with a coy smile.
He nodded, nudging his nose into yours, staring deep into your eyes as he pushed his lips to yours.
You moaned and happily opened your mouth.
He quickly pushed his tongue inside and grabbed ahold of yours, swiftly swirling it around with his.
You got lost in his kiss, closing your eyes and swirling your tongue around his with fervor.
You suddenly felt hands on your sides, just above Murphy’s, and felt Connor’s body push against the back of yours.
You could feel his hard cock rubbing up against your ass as his lips pressed against the side of your neck. He left harsh, slow, kisses up and down it. He knew how much you loved it, so he put extra work into it today.
You moaned in pure pleasure at the feeling instantly pulling your lips from Murphy’s and pushing it back onto Connor’s shoulder.
Murphy growled and pushed his lips to the other side of your neck, devouring it with his own harsh kisses.
“Oh, God! That feels so good!” you whimpered running each hand up and pushing it into the back of their hair as you closed your eyes with a smile of delight at the amazing feeling.
Murphy brought his hands up to your breasts, cupping them roughly as his lips came up to your ear.
“We’re gonna treat ya so good today, Y/N…” Murphy whispered, bringing his lips back to your neck while his hands roamed your breasts.
Connor kissed his way up to your other ear as he slowly slid his hands down your stomach and to your pussy.
“He’s right, lass. We decided since it’s your 20th birthday that we would honor that with somethin’ special…” Connor said, slowly starting to run his hands up and down your pussy as he kissed on your neck again.
Murphy kissed his way back up to your ear.
“That’s why we decided we’re gonna give you 20 orgasms today… Ya know instead of spankings unless ya want those too,” Murphy said chuckling a little at the raise of the eyebrow that got him from you as you smirked a little.
“Oh, come on little brother! Ya know she loves a good slap on that gorgeous ass of hers!” Connor said, stepping back enough to bring one hand down and spank your ass cheek, harshly and with a gleeful look on his face.
You bit your lip and moaned softly at the feeling, looking back up at Connor as he came back into you. You rested your head back on his shoulder with a coy smile on your lips.
“Don’t ya?” Connor said, holding your gaze with a more lustful look in his eyes this time.
You nodded as you bit your lip with desire.
Connor smirked and ran his hands back down to run up and down your pussy, this time with harder strokes.
“Oh!” you cried out, slowly starting to rock up and down onto his hands, adding more pressure to his touch.
Connor brought his lips back to your neck and continued to heat you up.
Meanwhile, Murphy was kissing you up and down the other side of your neck as his hands roamed your breasts.
The combination of the senses was indescribable. You closed your eyes and began to concentrate on your high that was building so rapidly.
Connor noticed and brought his right hand over to your clit, while the other one continued to harshly stroke the side of your pussy. He slowly ran his fingers around your heightened clit, biting your neck at the feeling of how aroused you already were for them.
He brought his lips back up to your ear as he brought his middle finger down to your folds, slowly running it up and down them.
You were so fucking wet for them. It drove Connor crazy!
“You’re so fuckin’ ready for us, aren’t ya?” Connor whispered into your ear, looking down at you with dark eyes as he slowly teased you, awaiting your answer.
“Mmm…Yes…” you moaned, locking needy eyes with his as you rocked up and down onto his fingers.
Murphy kissed your neck harshly one more time in your favorite spot and pulled his head back, looking over at you.
Your eyes were still fixed on Connor’s.
“Feel how ready she is for us, brother,” Connor said, smiling to himself as he watched your breath hitch as he brought his fingers back to your clit.
Murphy stepped back, dropping his hands from your breasts and looked down.
“Damn,” Murphy said to himself, gripping his cock and stroking it a few times at the sight.
He brought his other hand to your folds and ran his middle finger up and down your folds, while Connor’s fingers circled your clit.
“Holy Fuck!” you whimpered loudly, your hips shooting forward at the amazing feeling.
Murphy took his left hand off his cock and gripped your right hip with it.
Connor followed suit and his left hand on your left hip, gripping it while his right hand’s fingers continued to tease your clit.
“Ooh…Shit…” you whimpered looking over into Murphy’s eyes as you started to pant in pure heat for release already.
Murphy smirked and nodded silently back. He glared you down as he brought his middle two fingers down to your folds.
You whimpered in anticipation, needing him to push them inside you.
But he teased you instead. He slowly and ever so lightly ran his fingers up and down your wet folds, smirking to himself as you whimpered to him in frustration.
“Please!” you begged them, feeling your high climbing quickly.
The boys nodded and both glared you down as they went to work on giving you what you begged for.
Murphy pushed his fingers swiftly inside you, holding them into your hilt, stretching you out.
“Ah!!” you cried out in pure surprised shock as he started to fuck you with his fingers.
At the same time, Connor’s fingers began to playfully flicker back and forth a few times every few rounds that they encircled it.
“Oh God, don’t stop! Don’t!” you cried out, hitting your pussy up and down against their hands faster.
You could feel it coming now, the most intense rush you needed.
“That’s right, cum for us, baby,” Connor whispered into your ear, running his fingers around your clit with fast pressure.
“Fuck!” you cried out.
Murphy fucked you quicker with his fingers, his own hips swaying to the hits of your pussy onto his fingers.
You thrusted onto his fingers quicker and quicker, while Conner put as much pressure around your clit. You were so damn close, and they knew it. And then Conner brought his fingers to your clit and rapidly flicked it as fast and hard as he could until you came so fucking hard for them!
“Ohhhh! Fuck!!” you cried out, convulsing happily as you came all over Murphy’s fingers.
Connor rubbed his fingers up and down your mound with immense, slow pressure, making your cry out and buck up and again in pure bliss.
“Yes!” you cried out, your eyes closed, with a blissed-out smile on your face as you enjoy the intense morning orgasm coursing through your veins.
“Fuck, girl…” Murphy growled, pulling his fingers out of you and looking at how soaked they were with your sweet cum.
You shivered with a sweet, almost innocent, smile and shivered as you watch him put them in his mouth and lick them clean, one by one as he glared you down.
“Mmm…” Murphy growled as he licked up your sweet cum.
“I’d like a taste,” Connor whispered into your ear and slowly pushing his fingers down and pushing his two middle fingers inside you. As he slowly pulled out, he playfully wiggled them up and down your g-spot.
Your breath hitched at the feeling and your eyes went back to Connor’s, already ready for more.
Connor smirked at this and pulled his fingers out of you, much to your dismay, and licked them clean.
Connor stepped back after he was done and gave your ass another playful slap. He grabbed his cock and held it tightly feeling how fucking hard he was for you and trying to give himself some relief.
You looked back over at Murphy and noticed his was softly stroking his cock, trying not to do it too hard as he tried to find his own relief.
You walked into Murphy and ran your fingers softly around his tip, which started to ooze already for you. This turned you on beyond belief.
“I want you to fuck me hard with that,” you said with lustful, serious eyes as you teased his cock.
His jaw clenched at your touch and he nodded, pulling your hand swiftly away from his cock.
He nudged his nose up and over towards the bed, looking at it and then back at you silently ordering you to it.
You smiled and turned around. You walked over to the bed, climbing onto it and positioning on all fours, your hands near the other side of the bed as you crawled on.
You looked back at Murphy and nudged your nose up with now dark eyes.
“Get up here, baby,” you said in a soft, begging, tone.
Murphy nodded and climbed up onto the bed, positioning himself behind you.
Connor looked on from the other side of the bed his cock throbbing for relief as he waited his turn.
Murphy grabbed his cock and slowly began to trace your slick folds. He stuck his tip inside you, just a little bit, and pulled it out slowly, watching as your sweet cum attached to his tip and strung out from inside you.
“Fuck, Y/N…” he whispered, pushing himself a little further inside you and pulling slowly out again, watching your cum cover his cock.
“Shit, Murphy…” you whimpered, arching your ass up toward him further as you dropped to your forearms and looked up at him with begging eyes.
He was driving you crazy! You just wanted him inside you!
Murphy’s eyes grew even darker at that look in your eye that he knew so well.
He pushed his tip inside you and gripped your hips.
“I know ya want this cock, Y/N. And I’m gonna give it to ya just like ya like, alright?” he said.
You licked your lips and nodded rapidly, gripping the sheets below you and bracing your knees for his impact.
He didn’t wait a second longer and pushed his cock inside you with one swift thrust.
“Yes!!” you cried out, your pussy thrusting back onto it immediately.
Murphy groaned in appreciation as you started to fuck him back right away. He slammed in and out of you harshly and swiftly, just the way he loved to fuck you.
You thrust back onto his cock as fast as you could closing your eyes and focusing on the feeling of his cock fucking you so damn good.
Your bodies slammed harshly together as Murphy fucked you as hard as he could. He was so fucking turned on right now as he listened to you whimper and groan for him.
He jackhammered into your hilt, escaping his restraints for a moment and you cried out.
“Yes!! Right like that! Fuck me hard, Murphy!” you cried out, feeling your high ready to burst at his actions.
He spanked your ass and the gripped your hips harder. He jackhammered into you as fast he could, grunting as he fucked you with wild abandon until you came so hard for him.
“Oh, Fuck!! Yess!!” you cried out feeling your high hit you like a freight train for him.
You moaned loudly and happily at the feeling of it as it washed over you.
Murphy couldn’t stop for long at the feeling of your pussy convulsing so tightly around his cock. He grunted and let loose inside you.
“Fuck Yeah!!” Murphy cried out happily as he jackhammered harshly into you and came deep inside your shuddering pussy.
Murphy’s eyes closed and his head fell back. With his hands still on your hips, he slowly hit deeply in and out of you as he enjoyed his amazing orgasm.
“God, damn, girl! Ya know how to make a man happy! Fuck!” he said, groaning a little at the end of his sentence as he shivered and enjoyed the amazing feeling coursing inside of him because of you.
You were in pure bliss yourself, feeling your own waves of pleasure running through every molecule of your being.
Murphy pulled out of you and gave you a soft slap on your ass, gripping it appreciatively. He smiled down at you, panting away his happy high before speaking.
“That’s two,” Murphy said, looking back at Connor with an accomplished smile on his face as he got up and walked towards the bathroom.
He stopped and looked at back Connor and said, “Why don’t ya finish her off again. Ya know how much she loves it back to back.”
And with that Murphy walked into the bathroom to take a piss.
You stretched your body forward and then backward, stretching out every muscle as you relived the feeling of your orgasm. It made you want to touch yourself again. You felt your pussy aching for your touch, so you brought your hand down in between your legs and slowly, with lots of pressure pressed down it. You began to repeat your motion, moaning to yourself at how good it felt.
“Ya want a little help with that, darlin’?” Connor asked, stroking his cock as he walked back across the room to the other side of the bed, which you were facing.
You snapped your head and your eyes up to him with a guilty smile as he caught you playing with yourself.
You nodded and crawled over and sat down on the side of the bed, your legs dangling toward the ground now, with him right in front of you.
You were at eye line with his big throbbing cock in his hand.
You looked up innocently at him as you brought your hands up to his stomach and slowly ran your fingertips up and down it, staring his cock down with hunger in your eyes.
“Is that what ya want, lass? A taste?” he asked with a gleeful smile at the look in your eyes as you stared his cock down.
You nodded, licking your lips as you forced your wide eyes back up into his.
His hand came down and softly caressed the side of your face, looking at you lovingly for a moment.
“So, damn beautiful,” Connor said as if to himself as he stared at you in disbelief.
You smiled, your eyes softening at his touch and his words. You nuzzled into his hand with a happy smile on your lips.
You returned your hungry eyes back to his cock and brought your right hand down to grip it with just enough pressure to make him moan in approval. He was so fucking hard after making you cum and watching you with Murphy. He watched you grab his cock and push it inside your mouth, your beautiful eyes coming back up to his as you slowly pushed his cock inside your mouth.
You didn’t push him back into your throat yet. Instead, you sucked his tip and put just a few inches of his cock into your mouth. Then you softly sucked it down, slowly bobbing his cock in and out of your mouth.
“Mmm…” you moaned to yourself at the taste, still staring him down as your mouth bobbed over his cock.
“Fuck! Y/N…” he quietly whimpered, taking your hair in his grip with both of his hands as he slowly started to hit into your mouth.
You moaned happily as he started to fuck your mouth on his own. You placed your hands on the sides of his thighs and started to bob his cock further down into your throat.
“Oh, fuck, yeah! Ya take that cock so fuckin’ good, don’t ya?” Connor growled loudly as he glared you down.
You nodded and moaned happily as you felt him pushing his cock in and out of your mouth deeper and deeper until he hit your hilt and made you gag a little.
He pulled his cock out of your mouth and you kept your lips firmly around it, sucking him down all the way down to his tip. You held onto his tip and swirled your tongue eagerly around it before he ripped your lips from it.
“Fuck, Y/N!” He whimpered loudly, shaking a little as he held off the urge to release all of that beautiful face of yours.
He closed his eyes as he shook his head back and forth, reminding himself that it was your day today. After a few seconds of composure, his determined eyes came back to yours and he pushed you back onto the bed, by your shoulders.
You giggled as you let him push you back onto the bed. Your legs dangled at the edge of the side of the bed as you looked up at him with a giddy smile.
“Scoot back,” Connor ordered, grabbing his cock and slowly pumping it up and down as he got it ready for you.
You obeyed, scooting back onto the bed until your head was nearly on the other edge of the bed. You looked behind you, upside down, and noticed Murphy was leaning against the wall behind you, his cock at full upright position again as he watched you.
You felt Connor climb onto the bed and push your legs up and to the sides with his hands on your ankles. You felt his hands come up to your thighs and felt him wrap your legs around his waist.
You turned your attention back to Connor, feeling so alive right now as if any slight sensation would have you vibrating again.
Connor’s tongue was hanging out of his mouth, his attention on his cock in his hand after he secured your legs around him.
You looked down and watched him grab his cock and bring is down to your pussy, which was so wet again.
You watched as he ran his tip up and down the shallow end of your folds. He groaned a little as he watched you get wetter with every pass of his tip. He ran his tip up and down a few more times and then ran it up to your clit, slowly rubbing around it with his tip.
“Ooh…” you whimpered softly, loving the feeling of him teasing you.
“Yeah? Ya like that, don’t ya?” Connor asked as he continued his actions.
“Yeah, baby…,” you whimpered softly, starting to rock your hips and down on his tip.
He started to bounce the tip of his cock up and down on your clit, hard and fast.
“Oh! Yes!” you cried out happily at the feeling of his cock pounding at your clit.
“Ya love that, don’t ya?” Connor growled loudly, speeding up his cock’s tapping on your pussy.
“Yes!” you cried out, reaching down and grabbing his cock in your hand.
Connor dropped his hand, allowing you to grab his cock as his hands gripped your thighs.
You looked down at his cock and started to pump it up and down harshly.
“Oh, fuck! Y/N!” Connor groaned, shaking as he tried to hold off.
You looked up at him and began to rub his cock up and down onto your clit and your pussy.
You rocked your hips up and down to the rhythm of his cock in your hands, closing your eyes as you concentrated on your high.
“Shit, Y/N… I don’t know if I can hold it any longer…” Connor whined, looking down at your hand pushing his cock down onto your pussy as you rode it with pure determination.
“Oh… Oh shit… Ohh…” you moaned, loudly as you rocked faster up and down onto his cock until you came so hard, pressing his cock into your as you came.
“Ohh! Yes!!” you whimpered loudly as your hips locked and you felt your clit orgasm hit you like a train.
“Shit, Y/N!” Connor whined, grabbing his cock and pumping it up and down as fast as he could until he came and exploded all over your stomach.
He groaned and growled to himself at the sight and the feeling of beautiful release, clenching his jaw tightly as he felt the intense orgasm running through him.
You watched with delight as he shook his head like a wild beast, closing his eyes as he came all over you. You ran your hands softly up and down his cock a few times before dipping your finger in the cum on your stomach.
His eyes opened at your touch and he watched as you scooped up his cum onto your finger and bring it to your lips. You stared him down as you sucked your finger clean, moaning softly in delight as you gulped it down.
You smiled and giggled a little at the look this got you from him and you repeated your actions. You slowly dipping your finger back down into the pool of his cum, scooping it up and pushing it into your mouth as you slowly sucked it down again.
Connor growled, smiling playfully at you for a second before dipping down and pushing his lips to yours. He kissed you harshly and passionately, pushing his tongue inside your mouth and grabbing yours. He swirled it around with his own a few times before pulling his lips off of yours. He smiled down at you for a second before kissing your forehead and nuzzling his lips into your ear.
“You’re somethin’ else. Ya know that Y/N?” he growled, kissing you just under your ear harshly a few times.
Murphy walked over and slapped Connor on the back of the head.
“Ow! What the fuck?!” Connor growled, looking up at his brother with annoyed eyes.
“Why don’t ya go make her breakfast. I’ll make sure she’s taken care of till then,” Murphy said, glaring his brother down with defiant need for you again.
Connor nodded in agreement and brought his eyes and his sweet smile back to you.
“How’d ya like some pancakes my love?” he asked sweetly as he brought his hand up to cup the side of your face.
You nodded and smiled, sighing happily as you stretched your body underneath him.
“You know they are my favorite,” you said, with a shimmer of pure happiness in your eyes.
“I know,” Connor said, booping your nose with another sweet smile on his lips before pushing his lips back to yours for a slow kiss.
He then climbed down off of you and off of the bed. He walked over and jammed his legs into his jeans and zipped up.
“Don’t keep her too long,” Connor said to Murphy seriously with a smile and a wink over at you.
He smiled back over at you, completely satisfied right now.
“It’ll be ready soon, love,” Connor said with another smile and then walked out of the bedroom, shutting the door behind him.
You smiled back at him as you watched him go. He was such a beautiful and kind man.
When the door closed you turned over on your stomach, propping your head up in your hands as you stared curiously over at Murphy.
You looked him up and down, roaming his gorgeous naked body with your hungry eyes. You noticed his cock was throbbing hard against his stomach for you. You flitted your mischievous eyes up to his and smirked a little.
“So, what now?” you asked him with the raise of your eyebrow.
Murphy’s eyes were dark as night as he replied, gripping his hand around his aching cock.
“Now I want ya to get that sweet ass in the shower,” he growled, shaking his head back and forth slowly and clenching his jaw as he watched you roll over and climb off the bed.
You walked into him, pressing your hand to his chest.
“Good. Because I’m so dirty…” you said with a playful pout as you slowly ran your hand down his chest to his cock.
Murphy dropped his hand and allowed your hand to grip his cock.
You gripped it and slowly pumped it up and down, staring into his eyes as you teased him.
He was so fucking hard for you he ripped your hand away and grabbed it with his own.
“Get in there, Y/N, and I’ll show ya how dirty ya are,” he growled, pulling you swiftly away into the bathroom.
You smiled happily to yourself as you let him pull you away towards more heaven.
He pulled you into the bathroom and walked over to the shower. He pulled open the door and started the water, pulling you into the shower with him. He slammed the door shut with one arm while the other one wrapped around your waist and pulled you into him and under the free-flowing warm water.
His free hand came up to your chin and he pulled it up. He then pushed his lips to yours for a harsh kiss.
You moaned happily and ran your hands up and down his sides with hunger, pushing your lips back his and returning his hard kiss.
He pushed his tongue into your mouth and quickly swirled his tongue around yours with so much urgent need it made your knees week. You clung to him as he swiftly and passionately kissed you.
His hands came to the sides of your face, cupping it tightly as he walked you both backward.
Your back hit the tile behind you as you reached the back wall of the shower.
Murphy’s hand came down to your thigh and he wrapped it around his waist as he swirled his tongue around yours with pure passion.
He pulled his lips off of yours, kissing your lips harshly a few more times before looking back up into your eyes.
“Look at me,” he ordered as he brought his hand down to his cock.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and licked your lips as you obeyed him and stared excitedly back into his eyes.
His harsh glare softened a little for a second at this before he brought his cock down to your entrance and pushed himself swiftly inside you.
“Oh, fuck!” you cried out loudly wrapping your arms around him tighter as he slammed his big cock inside you.
“Yeah… Take that cock so fuckin’ good, don’t ya?!” he growled loudly and with excitement as he started to pump his cock in and out of you fast and rough.
“Oh god, yes!” you cried out, closing your eyes and smiling to yourself as you felt his cock fucking you so hard and fast.
Murphy gripped your thigh that was wrapped around him tightly with one hand and pressed his other hand against the wall behind you as he took control of you.
He slammed his cock in and out of you with everything he had.
“Oh! Ohhh! Yes!” you cried out, forcing your needy eyes open and to his as his cock invaded you so good.
Murphy grunted with pleasure at the look in your eyes and your cries of joy for him and his cock. It spurred him to fuck you faster and harder.
“Oh fuck, Murphy?!” you cried out, your face contorting with confused pleasure as he brought you to the brink.
“Yeah…Cum for me sweet thing,” Murphy growled.
He fucked you as hard as he could until you came so hard for him.
“Ohh!! FUCK!!” you cried out, looking up at him in disbelief as you felt the intense orgasm hit you and vibrate through your body.
Murphy growled like a wild animal at the feeling of your pussy contracting so hard around his. He jackhammered into your hilt until he slammed into it and explode inside of you.
“Fuck!!” Murphy moaned loudly as he came inside you wet, tight pussy.
You contracted your pussy again, holding onto his cock as he throbbed with exhausted pleasure.
Murphy’s eyes flew back to yours at this action and he pushed into you again a few more times making you moan in delight.
You smiled and sighed happily as he slowly pulled himself out of you.
Murphy shook his wet head back and forth and the glared you down as he pushed his lips back to yours for a long, hard kiss. When he was done, he slowly pulled his lips off of yours and nudged his nose up into yours, ghosting your lips with his.
“Ya really are fuckin’ amazin’, Y/N…” Murphy whispered, giving you a soft smile as he took in your beautiful smile.
He wrapped his arms around you, pulling your body into his and back under the warm waterfall.
He smiled over at you as he watched you close your eyes and tilt your head up, enjoying the warm water as it fell down your face and body.
You felt Murphy’s lips on your neck, kissing it sweetly up and down as his fingertips ran lightly up and down your lower back.
“I’m gonna wash ya down, real nice and slow now, Y/N,” he purred into your ear, kissing the spot below it a few more times before leaning over and grabbing the bar of soap from the tray beside him.
You stepped back and smiled sweetly over at him as you watched him bring the bar of soap to your stomach.
He watched his hands as he slowly slid the bar around your stomach, moving it up and around your breasts. He licked his lips at the sight of your amazing breasts covered in suds, feeling his cock starting to twitch again. He slid the bar around your side and to your back. After he soaped up your back, he brought it down to your ass. His dark eyes locked with yours as he cleaned it, cheek by cheek.
He stared you down as he brought the bar back around to your stomach, slowly sliding it down in between your legs. He ran it up and down your pussy, smiling playfully at you when he noticed your breath hitch and your eyes turn hazy again at his touch.
He dropped the soap and smirked wider as he brought his hand down to your pussy, running it up and down your pussy slow and hard.
“Again?” you asked with surprise.
Murphy smiled as he ran his hand up and down your most precious area.
“Have to make it to twenty, love,” he said as he slowly ran his hand up and down your wet folds.
You smiled and nodded, leaning back against the wall behind you and arching your hips forward.
He smiled and pushed his fingers inside of you. He pushed and pulled his middle two fingers in and out of you as his thumb swirled slowly around your clit.
“God damn, you’re so fucking wet,” he growled, pulling his fingers slowly out of you and looking at the cum that coated them as he did so.
He brought his fingers up to your mouth.
You smirked at him and slowly licked the cum off of his fingers, staring him down as you did so.
“So, damn, sexy,” he growled, glaring you down as he watched you suck his fingers down.
“Mmmm…” you moaned, for added effect, as you pulled your lips off of his fingers and swallowed the cum down.
You looked down and noticed he was hard again and smiled a playful smile up at him.
“Looks like you’re ready for another round,” you said, turning around and pushing your ass back out toward him as you placed your hands on the wall.
“So, why don’t you give me a few of those birthday spankings now?” you asked with an eager smile.
He smiled over at you with the raise of an eyebrow as he brought both of his hands down and gripped your ass.
He held onto your ass with both hands as he watched himself rub his cock up and down your ass, growing harder with every pass.
You looked back at his cock as it teased you with needy eyes, biting your lip with frustration as you felt his cock throbbing against you.
Murphy looked over at you and noticed you fixated on his cock with that look of hunger for him that he fucking loved.
So, he gave you what you wanted.
He grabbed his cock, running the tip up and down your amazingly wet folds, and then pushed himself inside you. He held his cock into your hilt as his hand came down on your ass with a hard slap.
“One,” Murphy said after he slapped you, pulling out of you for a second before pushing his way back in and slapping your ass harshly again.
“Two,” he said, with a look of purely delighted concentration.
He gripped your hips and pulled almost all the way out of you, stopping his actions and glaring you down.
He pushed his cock in and out of you harshly a few more times, slamming his hand down on alternating hands on both of your ass cheeks.
“Three! Four! Five, six, seven!” he said loudly with pure enthusiasm as he watched your ass getting redder with each slap.
“Oh fuck! Yes! Don’t stop!” you cried out in between hits, already so ready to feel that amazing buzz again.
You loved to be spanked and they both knew it. Murphy had more fun with it than Connor, he never held back. You loved that!
Murphy groaned and grabbed both of your hips, glaring you down as he purposefully hit harshly in and out of you over and over until you cried out for him. You looked over at him with begging eyes as you silently begged him to slap you again.
Murphy’s eyes rolled back in his head for a second as he hit into you and then they came back to yours.
This time he growled like a wild animal and slammed his cock into your hilt and held himself there.
You looked back at him with a smile as you bit your lip, knowing the dangerous look in his eyes and what heaven you were in store for.
He smirked back at you and nudged his nose up, bringing his dominant hand up into the air again as he spoke.
“Eight,” he said, dominantly slamming his hand down onto your ass cheek and gripping it roughly.
“Nine,” he growled again, bringing his other hand down to slap your other cheek and gripping it with dominance.
He lifted both his hands up in the air again and slapped them harshly down together in unison onto your ass as he slammed harshly and quickly into you again.
“Ten! Eleven! Twelve” he shouted with a look of pure excitement in his eyes as he watched his hands and cock giving you exactly what you wanted.
“Oh, Murphy! Fuck me so good!” you said, laying your head to the side on the tile wall behind you as you braced your hands onto it, closing your eyes with a smile as you let him take you there just as harshly as you had begged him to.
“Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen!” he cried out, slapping your ass as he hit into you faster. He was so ready to explode inside of you.
“Ohh! Oh, Goddd…” you whimpered, closing your eyes tightly as you took in the harsh sting of his hand and his cock, feeling your high coming like a freight train.
Murphy could tell you were close.
He looked down at your red, wet ass and quickly spanked you five more times.
“Sixteen, Seventeen, Eighteen, Nineteen, Twenty!” he cried out happily as he looked over at you with delight as you whimpered happily to him, lost in your own pleasures right now as he brought you to your high.
He then let loose inside you, jackhammering mercilessly away until you came so hard for him.
“Ohhh! Fuck?!!” you cried out as you came so hard for him and his cock, your body shivering and heaving as you felt the amazing harsh high hit you like a tidal wave.
Watching and feeling you cum so hard over his cock sent Murphy into overdrive, slamming his cock into you as hard and fast as he could until he came deep inside you again.
“Oh fuck, Y/N!!” he cried out as he hit his amazing high, slamming his cock deep into you hilt as he came for you.
He grunted and groaned in confused pleasure at the feeling of his high hitting him and exploding into that sweet pussy he loved so much.
Murphy grunted and hit into you again a few more times before he pulled out of you, giving your ass one more grateful slap as he did so.
You smiled to yourself at the feeling, turning back around to face him again. You ran your hands up and down his chest as you walked back into him, the water pouring over your head now. You closed your eyes and tilted your head up, enjoying the warm water as it cascaded down your face and body.
Murphy leaned over and gave you a slow, passionate kiss.
You moaned, happily parting your lips for him as he pushed his tongue inside and grabbed ahold of yours. You were so lost in his kiss you jumped a little in surprise at the sound of Connor knocking on the door.
“Breakfast!” Connor shouted from behind the door.
Murphy growled, pulling his tongue out of your mouth and turning his head to answer his brother.
“We’ll be right there!” he yelled back.
Murphy turned and looked at you with a sweet smile.
“Let’s get ya somethin’ to eat, Y/N,” Murphy said.
You nodded, turning back around to turn off the water.
When you bent down to turn it off Murphy looked over and smiled to himself at his handprints all over your now very red ass.
You stood back up and turned around, noticing his eyes fixated on you again.
You smiled and walked into him, placing your hands on his chest as you leaned into him.
“Come feed me some pancakes and then you can have me again,” you said with a playful smirk, guiding your hand down to softly tickle his balls.
You pulled your hand away the moment you saw him clenching his jaw and him glaring you down with desire again. You smiled and turned and walked out of the shower.
Murphy followed you, quickly wrapping your body up against his from behind you. He wrapped his arms around your naked body, rested his chin on your shoulder, and whispered into your ear.
“I’ll give ya anythin’ ya want, Y/N,” he said into your ear, sweetly nuzzling his nose back and forth across the side of your neck.
You smiled and nuzzled back into him, hugging him back.
After a few more seconds, Murphy dropped his arms and handed you a towel.
You wrapped yourself in it and he wrapped another one around his waist. You walked into the bedroom and to your dresser. You pulled out one of your favorite nightshirts and pulled it over your head. It went to nearly your knees. You stretched and smiled to yourself at the comfy feeling.
Murphy put on his jeans and walked over to you, smiling at the sight of you in your favorite nightshirt.
He reached his hand out to you and pulled you downstairs and into the kitchen.
You inhaled the scent of pancakes, syrup, and bacon, with a happy smile on your lips.
You saw Connor with his apron on, with only his jeans on underneath it. He was flipping the last few pieces of bacon. He looked over at you with a happy smile at your return to him.
You walked over to him, pulling Murphy along with you with your hand still in his.
You walked up to Connor and smiled that sweet smile of yours, leaning over to give him an appreciative kiss on the lips. You then looked over at the bacon sizzling in the pan.
“It looks and smells amazing!” you said happily, your stomach growling at the sight.
“Made with love just for you, Y/N,” Connor said with a sweet smile, leaning over to kiss your lips again before focusing on the bacon.
“Sit down pretty lady and I’ll fill that beautiful stomach of yours,” Connor said, placing the last few pieces of bacon on the plate next to the stove. He turned off the burner and picked up a plate of bacon and a plate of stacked pancakes.
Murphy pulled out a chair for you. You smiled graciously up at him as you sat down and allowed him to help you get seated. Murphy took the spot next to you. You looked over and watched Connor set the plates of food down in the middle of the table. He gave you two pancakes and then some bacon, followed by Murphy, and then himself.
Connor sat down in his spot at the head of the table, adjacent from you.
Connor looked over at you with a smile as he poured you some syrup on top of your pancakes. When he was done, he handed the syrup to Murphy who quickly grabbed it and poured it on his own short stack. Murphy grabbed his fork and was about ready to dig in when Connor cleared his throat. Murphy looked over at his brother who was silently scolding him.
Murphy dropped the fork.
Connor nodded to his brother and then focused his eyes and attention on you. He raised his glass of water in the air as he smiled over at you.
“Today this sweet angel in our lives turns 20…Thanks for being so fuckin’ amazin’! Happy Birthday, Y/N,” Connor said as he raised his glass higher into the air.
Murphy followed his brother’s lead and raised his glass and toasted it too, looking over at you with a happy smile, just like Connor.
You blushed and smiled happily back and both of them.
“Thank you. I love you both so much. Thank you for all of this,” you said gesturing to the food in front of you and smiling again at both of them.
“Alright then, dig in,” Connor said with a sweet smile to you, gesturing at your plate with the fork in his hand.
You nodded and focused your attention on your plate as your stomach growled at you again.
Murphy dove right into his pancakes, devouring them quickly and taking more. You laughed a little to yourself at him as you cut yourself a piece and put it in your mouth.
The three of you ate together in happy silence, every once in a while, looking over at one another with happy smiles on your lips as you enjoyed the delicious food.
When you were done you pushed your plate away and sat back in your chair, licking the last of the syrup off of your lips.
You looked over at Connor and noticed his eyes fixated on your lips as you licked them. He was looking at you with pure love in his eyes as he watched you enjoy the breakfast that he had made for you.
You smiled sweetly back, pushed your chair back, and walked over to him.
Connor smiled at you and happily pushed his chair back far enough to allow you to sit on his lap.
You straddled him and sat on his lap, running your hands up and down his neck and shoulders as you looked lovingly into his eyes.
“Thank you so much for my breakfast, baby,” you said, kissing his lips with yours.
You kissed his lips slowly a few times, running your hands up into his hair and then pushed your lips urgently back to his.
You kissed his top lip and then his bottom lip. Then you licked his lips and pushed your tongue inside his mouth, grabbing his tongue with yours and swirling them around sweetly together. You sighed happily when you felt his arms wrap around you, pulling your body into his as he kissed you so sweetly back.
You two were lost in your slow sweet kisses when you heard Murphy’s fork drop on his empty plate and him scooting out of his chair. He walked over to the two of you and you pulled your red lips from Connor’s looking up at Murphy with the same sweet smile.
Murphy smiled, grabbed the sides of your face, and crashed his lips eagerly back onto yours.
You moaned happily as he pushed his tongue inside of your mouth, loving the taste of the sweet syrup and salty bacon on his tongue as his tongue danced around yours.
You pushed your hands down on Connor’s shoulders and leaned up and over into Murphy’s urgent kiss.
Connor quickly adjusted, running his hands to your ass, steadying you with his legs under you. He pushed the hair away from the side of your neck and pushed his lips to it, sucking on it harshly as you kissed Murphy with fervor.
“Oh!” you cried out into Murphy’s mouth at the feeling of Connor’s lips attacking your neck as Murphy’s kiss attacked your lips.
Connor moaned happily at your response, kissing your neck harshly up and down as his hands rubbed up and down your ass.
Murphy brought his hand to the back of your hair, pulling it back roughly, causing you to whimper a little in painful pleasure as you tilted your lips further up into his.
Murphy swirled his tongue around yours with pure dominance as Connor attacked your neck with his lips. You were in pure heaven. You had one hand in Connor’s hair and the other in Murphy’s as you enjoyed the amazing sensation they both created in you.
Connor brought his dominant hand over to your breast, while the other continued to rub on your ass. He massaged your breast roughly and then moved over and did the same to the other one, moaning happily into your neck at the feeling.
You whimpered with happiness at his touch, swirling your tongue around Murphy’s faster at Connor’s touch.
Connor slid his hand down your stomach and in between your legs, parting his legs more to part yours enough to bring his hand down to your pussy. He slowly slid his fingers up and down your folds as he worked on your neck.
You moaned out happily into Murphy’s kiss at Connor’s touch, immediately starting to rock up and down onto his fingers.
Connor groaned happily at this and pushed his middle two fingers inside you.
“So, fuckin’, wet for us aren’t ya?” Connor whispered into your ear as he started to fuck you with his fingers.
You moaned again, trying to keep with Murphy’s hungry kiss as you nodded and rode his fingers with faster fervor.
“Yeah, I know just how to get ya there fast, Y/N,” Connor whispered again and brought his other hand down, bringing his fingers to your clit.
He started to run his fingers around your clit, swirling them slowly around it while his other hand’s fingers pumped in and out of you.
The amazing pressure he added around your clit made your lips break away from Murphy’s as you whimpered happily to Connor.
“That’s it, Y/N, cum again for me,” Connor whispered into your ear as he sped up his fingers inside you and on your clit.
You licked your lips, nodding back to him. You closed your eyes and concentrated on his fingers.
You rocked your hips back and forth onto his fingers faster and with more need as you brought yourself to the brink.
Connor leaned back in his chair to watch you come undone.
Murphy took the opportunity to bring his hands to your breasts, rubbing them roughly over your shirt.
“Oh!” you whimpered happily at Murphy’s touch, riding Connor’s fingers faster still.
Connor brought his fingers to your clit and quickly strummed it.
It felt fucking amazing! You rocked onto his fingers as fast as you could a few more times before you came so fast all over his fingers.
“Yes!!” you cried out to yourself, slowly riding his hands as you prolonged your high.
You smiled to yourself as you opened your eyes and saw them both glaring you down. They were both so hard again for you and you knew it, which turned you on all over again.
Connor pulled his fingers out of you and brought them to his lips, sucking them down and sucking your sweet nectar off of them.
“Mmm…” Connor moaned happily to himself at the taste.
Before you could thank Connor with a kiss, Murphy grabbed your hand and pulled you off of his lap.
“I wanna taste,” Murphy growled with a purely animalistic look in his eye as he turned you around and pushed you back onto the table.
You laid back onto it and whimpered happily as he pushed your thighs to the side and knelt down on his knees.
He licked his tongue up your folds, tickling your clit softly.
This caused you to buck your hips up for him and whimper loudly as he teased your sensitive clit.
His eyes grew darker and he repeated his action, this swirling around your clit mercilessly until you cried out for him.
“Murphy?!” you cried out, looking down at him with confused pleasure as he threatened to bring you to your brink again and quickly.
Murphy suctioned his lips around your clit a few times before looking up at you with a smirk.
“That’s right, Y/N…Get ready to cum for this tongue,” he said and then looked down and dove his tongue into your pussy.
He wasted no time, wiggling his tongue around like a wild animal, every so often groaning and gulping down your cum.
“Ooh…” you whimpered, looking down at him in happy disbelief at the feeling of his tongue inside of you.
Connor walked over to the other side of the table, standing above your head from the opposite angle, stripping himself of his jeans as he took in the show.
You looked up at his upside-down face and ran your hands up. You wrapped them around his neck and pulled his lips to yours.
Connor quickly obliged, pushing his tongue into your mouth and grabbing ahold of yours. He swirled them around together, slow and steady. Be brought his hands down to your breasts and started to roughly massage them over your shirt.
You moaned happily into Connor’s mouth at the feeling of them both devouring you with their tongues.
Murphy’s hands came to your thighs and pushed them down onto the table beneath and to the side. He closed his eyes and wiggled his tongue around inside of you, moaning here and there at the taste of you.
His moans caused the most beautiful vibrations in all of the right places and you moaned back into Connor’s mouth. Your tongue stopped as you arched up into Murphy’s mouth with more need as he began to bring you to heaven again.
Connor pulled his lips from yours and looked you over.
He smiled to himself and then looked down at Murphy who was slowly kissing your folds up and down now.
“She’s close, brother,” Connor said with a smirk down to him.
Murphy looked up at his brother and smiled, his lips covered in your sweet juice.
“Well, why don’t I finish her off then?” Murphy said and then dove his lips back down to your folds.
He licked up your folds to your clit, kissing it once before locking eyes with yours and pushed his lips onto it. He immediately suctioned onto it with full force.
“Oh!!” you cried out, looking down at him in pure heat as he brought you to another amazing high.
He groaned happily to himself as he pinned your legs harder down onto the table and began flicking his tongue up and down onto your clit. He flicked it mercilessly as he glared you down.
“Oh…Oh fuck…Murphy…” you whimpered.
You closed your eyes and licked your lips, rocking up and down onto his lips tongue faster and faster until you came for his amazing tongue.
“Yes! Fuck?!” you cried out, spasming up and down happily onto his tongue as you hit your high.
Murphy growled and brought his tongue back down to your folds. He pushed it inside and lapped up your sweet juice, moaning happily to himself at the taste.
This caused you to cry out again and spasm up into his face again a few more times.
Connor brought his hands down to your breasts and tweaked your nipples like he knew you loved after cumming.
“Mmm…” you moaned with a happy smile on your lips at his actions.
Your eyes were still closed with the look of ecstasy on your face.
Connor brought his lips back to your neck, trailing hot kisses up and down it as you rode out your high. You were in pure heaven. Murphy’s tongue dove around inside you while Connor’s hands roughly rubbed your breasts and his tongue kissed on your neck.
You laid there completely and blissfully contentment as you felt their lips all over you. Murphy pulled his tongue out of you and left a trail of sweet kisses up and down your thighs before climbing onto the table and over you.
You opened your eyes when you felt him get onto the table and watched with happy bliss as he hovered over you.
Connor stepped back to give Murphy some space.
Murphy nodded up to him with thanks before turning his dark blue eyes back to yours.
You smiled up at him in thanks and ran your hands up into his hair, massaging it softly.
He smiled that beautiful smile down at you and spoke, his lips still wet with your sweet nectar.
“Seven and get ready for eight,” he said with a smirk and the wiggle of his brow.
He pushed his pussy soaked lips down onto yours, pushing his tongue into your mouth. He gave you a rough and hungry kiss before swiftly pulling his lips off of yours and climbed off the table.
Connor came back above you, raising your arms above your head and then stripped you of your shirt.
Murphy then grabbed your arms and pulled you up and off of the table. And before you knew it Murphy had you turned around, your back turned to him.
He quickly pushed his jeans down to the floor and off of him, leaving his cock free to play. He held your body back into his, wrapping his arms possessively around you.
You could feel his hard cock throbbing for release against your ass and your lower back. This turned you on again, needing to feel it inside you again. You tried to turn around to meet his eyes again. But he held you firmly in place, bringing his lips to your ear.
“Hold on, their love. You’ll get just what ya want for me in a second,” he said, nodding silently and darkly over to Connor.
Connor was glaring you down with his dick in his hand, holding it so tightly as he tried to hold himself together.
Your eyes wandered down Connor’s amazing chest and you bit your lip at the sight of his big cock also so ready for you. You felt yourself instantly getting wet at the sight. As if Murphy could read your body, he brought one of his hands down to your clit and slowly massaged it, groaning softly at how wet you were again.
You shivered at Murphy’s soft touch, slowly turning you back on, watching as Connor laid down onto the table. He laid down lengthwise on the table, laying sideways to you and Murphy. Connor put his hands behind his head, freeing his cock to stick straight up into the air. He looked into your eyes noticing the hunger in them and he smirked, rocking his hips up and down suggestively at you.
“Why don’t ya come get your dessert then, lass?” Connor said, with a bigger smirk as he watched you fixate on his cock.
You nodded and leaned down, pushing your hands to the table, each one on either side of his hips. Murphy’s hands moved to your hips, his lips kissing down your back as you repositioned yourself for them. You shifted your hips, spreading them a little further apart, and positioned your mouth over Connor’s cock.
Murphy stood back up and watched with heated delight as you position yourself just right for both of them.
Without another thought you pushed your mouth over Connor’s cock, bobbing over it shortly a few times before pushing it all the way down your throat.
“Fuckkk… yeah…” Connor growled, his dominant hand immediately coming down and gripping your hair.
He held your mouth down onto his cock for a few seconds and then pulled your mouth up and off of it.
You gasped for air, looking over at him with slightly watery eyes and an agape mouth. You tried to push your lips back down onto his cock, but he restrained you by your hair.
“I wanna watch your sweet face when Murph gives that cock to ya, Y/N,” Connor said.
Within seconds Murphy’s hand was on his cock, shoving it swiftly inside you.
“Oh, fuuckk…” you whimpered in surprise.
Your body shot forward and your arms quickly braced yourself as he started eagerly to pump in and out of you.
His hands came over and gripped your hips, grunting happily as he watched your pussy take his cock in. He was so fucking ready to cum all over that beautiful ass of yours. He looked over at Connor with a look of frustration. Connor looked over at you and pushed your mouth back onto his cock.
They both used your body as they thrusted into your mouth and pussy with fervor. You bobbed your mouth happily up and down onto Connor’s cock, as Murphy hit into you from behind, creating a beautiful rhythm with each other as they fucked you back and forth.
“Shit! Y/N?! Take that cock so good! Fuck!” Murphy shouted, grunting happily as he slammed into you with everything he had.
You moaned happily onto Connor’s cock as Murphy started in on you full bore. You pulled your lips off of Connor’s cock and looked behind you, unable to break away from the high that was building for Murphy’s cock. You whimpered and moaned to Murphy, starring into his eyes in disbelief at the pure pleasure buzzing through you because of him.
This only spurred Murphy on. He smacked your ass appreciatively and hit into you as fast as he could until you came for him.
“Fuck!!” you cried out as you came so fast all over his cock again.
Murphy grunting jackhammering into your hilt faster still until quickly pulled out of you and came down your ass.
He growled to himself at the sight of his cum mixed with yours as it streamed slowly down your ass to your pussy.
“Mmm…Oh, Murphy…” you sighed happily as you felt your amazing buzz running through you and his hot semen dripping down your ass.
You looked back at him, his eyes coming back to yours as you did. You smiled happily down at him, thanking him for yet another amazing orgasm.
He nudged his nose up with a cocky smile at the post-coital bliss on your face.
“That’s a girl…Eight,” he purred, smacking your ass softly this time leaning over and whispering into your ear.
He traced his index finger down the side of your face. He traced your smiling lips and smiled back at you for another second before trailing his finger down and turning your head and attention back to Connor’s cock in front of you.
Connor was stroking it softly, trying not to go overboard, just give his cock some relief as he watched you fuck Murphy.
You smiled up at Connor who was nearly shaking with pure need for you.
“Why don’t ya go come all over his cock now, good girl,” Murphy whispered into your ear and you felt his body step back away from yours.
You nodded to Murphy, your hungry eyes locked on Connor’s as you obeyed them both and climbed over him on the table.
Connor quickly gripped the base of his cock as he anxiously watched you swing your leg over his torso.
You quickly aligned your pussy with his cock and slid down onto you.
You moaned to yourself at the happy feeling of his big cock filling you. You placed your hands on his chest, running them up and down it as you teased him, keeping him still deep inside you as you brought your hands up into Connor’s hair and your lips back to his.
You looked him over with a happy smile, noticing his restraint. He kept completely still even though you could tell how tense his body was. He was so ready to take you.
“Mmm…You feel so good inside of me, Connor,” you purred, slowly starting to rock ever so slightly up and down on his cock.
Connor’s jaw tightened and before you could say anything else his arms were tightly wrapped around your lower back and pulled you tightly into him. He hit steadily up into you with pure determination.
This broke your bravado and cried out happily for him, rocking back onto his cock with equal fervor just as fast. You locked amazed eyes with his, gripping his hair tightly as you started your fast rhythm together.
“Oh? Fuck! Baby! Yes!” you grunted, holding onto him for dear life as he fucked you so hard.
He hit into you faster still and you started to bounce up and down faster on top of him as you tried to keep up with him.
“So, fuckin’, sexy, Y/N,” Connor growled in between hits, giving you everything he had.
“Oh, shit…Connor?” you whimpered in happy confusion as you took him in so deep and fast, feeling your high coming again.
“Come on, lass…Let go for me,” he said, hitting into you harder still.
“Oh?!” you groaned, throwing your head back and closing your eyes as you concentrated on your high.
You slammed your pussy up and down onto his cock faster and harder until you slammed down onto his cock and came for him.
“Ahh?! Ah! Yes!!” you cried out rocking happily back and forth onto his cock as you spasmed over it with pure pleasure.
“Oh, fuckin’ hell, lass!” Connor groaned to you at the sight and the feeling.
He gripped you as tight as he could, jackhammering into you until you felt his lips growling into your neck, thrust two more short times into you, and exploded deep inside you.
“Connor…” you whimpered contentedly and softly, massaging his hair lovingly at the feeling of him enjoying you.
His grip on you loosened after a few seconds and they ran up to run softly up and down your back as you both enjoyed the afterglow of your creation.
After a few seconds, you sat up, with his cock still inside you, bringing your hands back to brace on Connor’s chest.
You leaned down and kissed his lips, pushing your tongue into his mouth, urgent for his passionate kiss. Connor obliged, allowing you to swirl your tongue lovingly around his. You two kissed for a minute before you felt Murphy’s hand in the back of your hair.
He massaged it softly at first, so you continued your amazing kiss with Connor. Until Murphy got impatient and gripped your hair, pulling it back until he had pulled your lips from Connor’s.
You looked up at Murphy with those beautiful wide eyes of yours and raw lips, submissively awaiting his rough kiss.
He smirked to himself at your submission and then pushed his lips harshly onto yours. He plunged his tongue into your mouth, grabbing hold of it and swirling it around with pure dominance.
In the meantime, Connor took this opportunity to bring his hands down and massage your beautiful breasts again.
You moaned out into Murphy’s mouth at the amazing combination, on top of still having Connor’s cock inside you. It felt so fucking amazing! They could turn you on in seconds flat.
Connor felt you starting to ride his spent cock again and he groaned, his hands coming down to your hips. He patted them gently, causing you to break away from Murphy’s lips and look down at Connor, while Murphy held possessively onto the sides of your face.
“Just give me a minute, love…” Connor said with a spent smile on his face.
You obliged and slowly pulled him out of you. Murphy helped you off of the table. Connor hopped down after you.
You looked over at Connor and gave him a kiss. Then you looked over at Murphy and gave him a kiss, smiling gratefully at both of them.
“So? Now what?” you asked, looking curiously over at them both.
Murphy and Connor shared a devilish smirk before Murphy brought his dangerous eyes back to yours.
“That was only nine, darlin’…Hang on,” Murphy said before quickly grabbing your hand and pulling you into the living room.
Before you knew it, Murphy was sitting on the couch, beckoning you with his finger, his cock popped up and ready for you again.
You quickly walked over straddled him, gripping your hands on his shoulder. You looked down and watched as he gripped his cock and aligned it with your soaking wet pussy. He looked up into your eyes and gripped your hips, harshly pushing you quickly down onto his cock.
“Yes!” you cried out, as you felt him push your limits and start fucking you from a great new angle.
Before you knew it, you had cum again. Once you were off of Murphy, he turned you around and spanked you with harsh appreciation.
Ten.
And then just like that Connor had you in his grip again. This happened over and over again as you worked your way through the living room, back through the kitchen, and up the stairs back to your bedroom. They passed you back and forth orgasm after orgasm, helping one another heat you up when they needed to.
“Oh my God!” you cried out in exhausted happiness, sitting up in the middle of your bed your hair a disheveled mess.
You looked down and smiled at the guys who were both in between your legs. The had been eating you out orgasm after orgasm! You laid back onto your pillow in the king-sized bed you shared, trying to catch your breath. You had never been so, fucking, ravished in your entire life!
Connor and Murphy scooted off the bottom of the bed and laid down on either side of you in their respective spots on the bed as you closed your quivering legs.
You looked over at Murphy, putting your hand on the side of his face. And then you looked over at Connor and did the same.
“I love you both,” you said, looking them both over with pure love before giving them both a sweet kiss on their lips.
Murphy turned on his side, laying one arm around your stomach and kiss his way up your neck to your ear.
“Fuck, Y/N! I love you, too,” he said with happy excitement and continued to kiss on your neck, more hungrily this time.
You could feel how hard he was for you again.
Connor leaned over and kissed your lips and looked you deep in your eyes with a smile.
“I love you too, Y/N,” he said sweetly and pushed his lips to yours.
Connor’s kiss was soft at first, but it heated up as you began to moan for him and Murphy as they both turned you on again.
Connor’s leg involuntarily shook against your thigh and he rubbed his hard cock up and down it for relief.
“Ohh…” you moaned out loudly into his mouth at the feeling of them both needing you so much again.
You pulled your lips from Connor’s lifting your head higher to allow both men access to your neck. You closed your eyes with a blissful smile and massaged their heads lightly, enjoy the amazing sensation of their lips all over you again.
“You two are so good to me. Mmmm…” you moaned smiling happily as you felt their hands start to roam your body again.
Murphy grabbed your right breast and Connor grabbed your left, crossing arms as they caressed you and kissed hungrily on your neck.
Murphy kissed his way up to your ear as he slowly slid his hand down to your pussy, caressing it ever so lightly.
“Ya ready for 20, love?” he asked as he rubbed his cock up and down eagerly on your thigh.
“Oh…Mmm, yes…” you moaned, unable to resist his advance, despite how exhausted you were.
You nodded, opening your eyes and looking into his with pure need again.
He smiled, looking you over sweetly before he brought his lips back to yours.
Murphy pushed his tongue back into your mouth for another hungry kiss and repositioned himself on top of you. Connor laid on his side beside you two, allowing Murphy room.
Murphy nudged his knees up into your thighs and grabbed his cock. He slowly ran it up and down your pussy’s lips until he heard you whimper with need.
He pushed his cock inside you, groaning to himself at how wet you were as he slid into you. He pushed his body’s weight down on top of you, pushing his forearms down onto the bed on either side of your face.
He slowly started thrust his cock and out of you, putting pressure on your clit as he rolled his hips.
“Oh, Murphy…” you whimpered looking gratefully into his eyes at the feeling.
“That’s right, Y/N…We’re gonna take ya home one more time,” he said, staring you down as he started to speed up inside of you.
“Oh, fuck!” you cried out in surprised happiness at the feeling.
This just spurred Murphy on harder, unable to control himself as he felt his high coming so fast.
“Fuckkk….” You groaned, closing your eyes and clenching your jaw as you took him in full bore.
You held onto him for dear life as he moved you up and down the mattress as hard as he could. You rocked your pussy up and down onto his cock faster, trying to keep up with his rhythm as he helped you climb to the brink.
Murphy’s hands suddenly fisted your hair from both sides. is head dropped to the side of your neck and he slammed into as fast as he could until he slammed into your hilt one more time and exploded deep inside of you.
“God, Y/N?!” Murphy groaned in disbelief as he came so hard and fast for you.
You whimpered, ready to explode for him when he quickly pulled out of you and rolled to your side.
You felt Connor’s breath on the side of your neck as his lips came to your ear.
“Come on, Y/N…Finish ridin’ that cock like we like,” he purred into your ear and then laid back down.
You opened your eyes and looked over at Connor who was slowly stroking his big beautiful cock, waiting for you.
You got up and quickly straddled him, pushing your pussy down onto his cock with eager thoughts of hitting this amazing high.
You pushed your hands onto Connor’s chest and quickly started bouncing up and down onto it.
“Damn, lass! That’s it!” Connor said with a happy smile on his face as you rode him so hard and fast.
You felt him grip your thighs tightly and start to fuck you back, making you cry out in confused pleasure. could feel both of their eyes on your body as it bounced quickly up and down on Connor’s cock. Which just made you hotter. You closed your eyes and concentrated, giving it all you had as you felt yourself climbing.
You bounced as fast as you could until you came so hard all over his cock.
“Ohhh… fuckkkk yeah!” you groaned happily, smiling to yourself as you slowly rode his cock, spasming quickly over it as you came for him.
Connor’s grip on your thighs tightened and he slammed up into your hilt, grunting happily as this made you whimper in delight.
“Yeah, take that cock so good, lass…” Connor groaned, slamming up into you as with everything he had until he hit your hilt one more time and exploded deep inside you.
He groaned loudly, his eyes closing and a slight smile on his face as he felt his amazing orgasm coursing through his veins.
“Mmmm…” you moaned, slowly riding him again as you came down from your highs together.
You locked eyes with Connor’s as you rode him and smiled with satisfaction on the satisfied look on his face.
You slow slid your body down on top of his, resting your body on top of his. You brought your hands up and cupped his face.
“Ya like that?” you asked with a playful smile.
“Fuckin’ right I did,” Connor said and leaned up to give you a passionate thank you kiss.
You pulled your lips from his, smiling lovingly up into his eyes as his hand came up and massaged your hair.
“I love ya, Y/N,” Connor said, his eyes softening and his face turning serious.
“I love you too,” you said kissing him slowly again for another few laps before pushing your body back up and unstraddling him, pulling him out of you as you did so.
You crawled over and straddled Murphy’s stomach, sliding down his body as you had done with Connor. “I love you,” you said softly, smiling happily into his eyes as your lips ghosted his.
Murphy’s dominant hand came up and pushed your head forward with force, pushing his lips hungrily back to yours. He pushed his tongue into your mouth and swirled it around yours with pure fervor.
You whimpered happily at his intense kiss.
He pulled his lips off of yours and looked up to you with nothing but admiration in his eyes.
“I love ya, too,” Murphy said with a soft smile.
You rolled over into your spot in the middle of the bed, sinking your head onto your pillow. You were completely exhausted in every way shape and form. You closed your eyes and sighed with a happy smile on your face as you recounted this amazing day.
You smiled wider when you felt both of them wrap their arm around your body and snuggle into you.
“Happy Birthday, Love,” they both whispered in unison before nuzzling into your neck and falling asleep beside you.
