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AU || Somewhere In Between [Carol & Daryl]
The way she responded to him, begged him, wanted him to be inside her with her words and her body – and he could feel it because she was quivering underneath him – only made him want her more. He’d seen the damage someone like Ed could do to a woman; his father had been a similar man and his brother wasn’t much better. But she deserved to be fulfilled, built up, rather than taken down.
It was a battle to tear him away from her wet heated core. He had been solely driven to pleasure her. When she sat up, when her eyes met his again, his mouth felt slack and his heart felt light for the first time in so long. He had wanted to help her but…she was helping him too. “Ya don’t need ta beg me… Carol… I’m gonna give you everythin’…”
The kiss lasted a long time to him. Their tongues battled and twisted and slipped together passionately. He was so very hard and his throbbing was damn near painful at the end of that kiss. She laid back and he kissed up her calves, up her creamy thighs, before he loomed over her, his member free and he directed it at her entrance without further ado. His tip rubbed her vaginal lips and he groaned, biting the inside of his cheek before he sank, slowly, into her deep.
Carol’s legs slowly wound their way around his hips as he pushed himself all the way inside her. Her eyes rolled back into her head as her back arched up into him. Her lips opened, moaning loudly. Her nails raked down his back then back up again as she gripped his hip with one hand and his shoulder with the other. “Daryl,” she moaned, enjoying the feeling of being completely filled up with him.
Her mouth sought his, kissing every bit of skin within their reach until she found his lips parted for her. Her tongue slipped and slid along his. She moaned into his mouth as their bodies began to move together. For the first time in her life, she felt exactly what the all those romance books she read and hid from Ed had described. She didn’t want for anything in that moment but for it to never stop.
Her hand moved from his shoulder and up into his hair. She tangled her fingers into his hair, tugging at his shaggy strands and massaging his scalp. “Don’t stop,” she breathed between kisses. Her teeth came down on his bottom lip, nibbling gently then a little harder. “Fuck,” she breathed as he took her a bit harder. “Yes,” she hissed as her fingers moved from his hip and down onto his ass check where they dug in slightly leaving little half-moons in his skin.
They were in a hotel motel that was more rundown than it was anything else. The mattress was lumpy and the sheets smelled like really old stale perfume but none of that mattered to them. Their exchange was pleasurable and comforting all at once. In this moment…he was home. He was home before his mother died, a home where his father had walked out on them and kept walking.
Their mouths were hungry, together and separate, always seeking and always finding purchase. He began to move inside her, against her, their bodies bumping and grinding in only the way the two of them could. He hadn’t imagined in his whole life to that point that this would be happening with someone like her…but it was. She was so sweet… “Tell me…” He whispered against her mouth; his voice hoarse with his need. “Show me… I want you t’love it…”
Her hands on him told him he must be doing something right, her lips desiring so much. He was glad he was good at something. He was glad he could give her what her asshole husband couldn’t. He wished somehow that before his mother had died and left him alone in this world without love, that someone could have shown her the pleasure he was able to bring to Carol for herself. Everyone needed to feel this… “Won’t… Can’t… Ah…god… Carol… M’gonna cum soon…”
Thief in the Night [Carol & Daryl]
Daryl nodded once at that. “Prob’ly a safe guess.” He raised a hand and shielded his eyes against the sun as he looked up. “Sounds like a deal an’ prob’ly good t’do…since we don’ know what’s inside an’ all.”
The shopping carts weren’t that far away from the front of the store but the discard basket was easier to handle. Once Carol slapped it against the plate glass he stood straighter and raised his crossbow up to shooting level. It was instinctual. Even if there was three inches or more of plate glass between them and the Walkers at this point he was still ready to put them down.
“Give ‘er time… They’re mindless, primal… It’s the blind followin’ the blind in there…”
He tried to hide the smirk on his mouth when the Walkers slammed into the glass, gnawing and gnashing teeth, their hands and fingers clawing at the windows to get at the two living on the other side of it from them. “Guess ya did… And yeah, it is.” He moved with her, beside her. He stopped abruptly in his tracks when she told him she’d never dream of showing him up. She was so serious about that. “I got it. I got it. Cool yer jets, huh…?” He chuckles. “Was a joke, ya know!”
Carol rolled her eyes in his direction, loving every minute of the playful banter that they were currently in the middle of having. She was hyper alert with their surroundings, but it somehow made her relax and not feel so anxious about putting their lives in immediate danger in order to clear out the grocery store. “Also, I swear, I’m kicking Rick Grimes’ ass if this run is for absolutely nothing.”
She moved toward the double sliding doors. They hadn’t seen electricity in forever, and they’d have to pry them apart to even let the walkers through. “Only open it enough so that they have to trickle out slowly. Yeah? Take out a few of them in the beginning and cause even more of a slowdown and then lead them toward the corral?”
Her heart began to hammer inside her chest. She stepped closer to him, grabbing the front of his shirt and pulled him sideways and down to her mouth. She kissed him hard, tasting him in a way she hadn’t yet. “And if you get bit or anything, I’m kicking your ass, got it?”
Daryl’s brows furrowed slightly as he looked up from checking the strap on his crossbow, checking that the bolt was in good and snug and ready to fire. Carol was slight but mighty and her passion and ferocity was not to be underestimated. He snorted through a smirk that quickly turned into a grin. “Yeah… I’d like t’see that, actually. I’d pay if money meant a damn thing…”
He nods at they move on to the business at hand. “That’s the plan, anyway. Be on yer guard, though. Could get dangerous real quick regardless.” He spoke with a lower tone so she could still hear him but the Walkers inside wouldn’t immediately be drawn to his voice over the other ruckus they were about to start. He gestures with one index finger back at the door past Carol. “You wanna switch spots here? Yer prob’ly a better shot’n me anyhow…” He grins once more. “Annie Oakley got a sister the books ne’r talked ‘bout?”
The grab was sudden but the kiss made his eyes widen before his brows furrowed further. His lips responded, however, and the kiss remained hot and wet for as long as she wanted. When she pulled back and let him have it he couldn’t help but smile, his crossbow hanging loosely by his thigh at that point. “Yes, ma’am!” He chuckles.
AU || Somewhere In Between [Carol & Daryl]
The way she responded to him, begged him, wanted him to be inside her with her words and her body – and he could feel it because she was quivering underneath him – only made him want her more. He’d seen the damage someone like Ed could do to a woman; his father had been a similar man and his brother wasn’t much better. But she deserved to be fulfilled, built up, rather than taken down.
It was a battle to tear him away from her wet heated core. He had been solely driven to pleasure her. When she sat up, when her eyes met his again, his mouth felt slack and his heart felt light for the first time in so long. He had wanted to help her but…she was helping him too. “Ya don’t need ta beg me… Carol… I’m gonna give you everythin’…”
The kiss lasted a long time to him. Their tongues battled and twisted and slipped together passionately. He was so very hard and his throbbing was damn near painful at the end of that kiss. She laid back and he kissed up her calves, up her creamy thighs, before he loomed over her, his member free and he directed it at her entrance without further ado. His tip rubbed her vaginal lips and he groaned, biting the inside of his cheek before he sank, slowly, into her deep.
Thief in the Night [Carol & Daryl]
Daryl nodded once at that. “Prob’ly a safe guess.” He raised a hand and shielded his eyes against the sun as he looked up. “Sounds like a deal an’ prob’ly good t’do…since we don’ know what’s inside an’ all.”
The shopping carts weren’t that far away from the front of the store but the discard basket was easier to handle. Once Carol slapped it against the plate glass he stood straighter and raised his crossbow up to shooting level. It was instinctual. Even if there was three inches or more of plate glass between them and the Walkers at this point he was still ready to put them down.
“Give ‘er time… They’re mindless, primal… It’s the blind followin’ the blind in there…”
He tried to hide the smirk on his mouth when the Walkers slammed into the glass, gnawing and gnashing teeth, their hands and fingers clawing at the windows to get at the two living on the other side of it from them. “Guess ya did… And yeah, it is.” He moved with her, beside her. He stopped abruptly in his tracks when she told him she’d never dream of showing him up. She was so serious about that. “I got it. I got it. Cool yer jets, huh…?” He chuckles. “Was a joke, ya know!”
Thief in the Night [Carol & Daryl]
Daryl shifted his crossbow on his shoulder more toward his back so he wouldn’t have to leave it somewhere in case they got into trouble but also wouldn’t have to worry so much about it falling in his way as they shifted the cars around the parking lot some. He grinned a bit – as much Daryl ever had – when Carol got into position herself, knowing just what to do. “Yer gettin’ too good fer me. I’m thinkin’ yer not gonna be needin’ me along fer very much longer…” He was teasing of course. He wouldn’t be going anywhere; but Carol had learned a lot in a short time with him teaching her things, and this world forcing her to learn things. He loved how eager she’d been to take up her independence and to learn. It was one of the things, many things, he loved about her. “Don’ go showin’ me up, now…” He grunts playfully.
The worked diligently and quickly as they could but time, indeed, was slipping away on them. Daryl noticed it too; almost as soon as they’d moved the last vehicle they thought they’d need. “Thinkin’ yer right…” He moved to the front of the whole foods market, sidled up right next to the glass and looked in. “Can’ see much but that don’ mean jack…” He looked to her. “You ready fer this?”
On the count of three he grabbed the door handle and yanked forward, outward. The door didn’t move. He looked closer and saw the problem…
“Shit… Door’s been chained from the inside! Some asshole got really lucky ‘er some dead son’bitch is laughin’ somewhere right now…”
AU || Somewhere In Between [Carol & Daryl]
It was so fast after his fingers entered the mix. He couldn’t explain why or how it had come to this – love was an irrational thing after all, wasn’t it? He’d known he was in love with her in some form or other since he’d met her. It was instantaneous. Their bond was greater than either one of them truly knew and it was playing out here in the bedroom as well as it was when they’d just spoken.
His mouth continued to move with her, against her, his teeth grazing the flesh in a lazy sloppy nibble even as his tongue and lips and fingers caressed and rubbed and massaged pleasure through her entire body with attention in once place only. He couldn’t reply to her without stopping and she begged him now not to stop, her legs curling around him and clamping down on his head like a vice, pulling him closer and deeper. His tongue was a muscle like his other appendage and so he used it as though it was, removing his fingers abruptly and getting in nice and deep and close, elongating his tongue and getting it inside her moist channel as deep as he could get it. Albeit, it was a teasing short stroke compared to his long manly fingers…
His name, as always, sounded angelic on her lips, coming off of her tongue that way. Now that his hands were mostly free – when he wasn’t holding onto her hips or grasping her breasts, alternating the firmness with which he squeezed them – he reached up and slipped his rough palm into her delicate feminine hand. He held it tight and yet softly, caressing the soft spot of skin between her thumb and forefinger with his thumb. It was an action that said he heard her, he had her, and he was sure there was more to come.
He wasn’t letting her go without everything he’d promised her and more…
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AU || Somewhere In Between [Carol & Daryl]
The gentle musky feminine fragrance of her was driving his mouth to frenzy on her, her reactions forcing him to moan into her tender flesh as he orally assaulted her there, his blunt nailed fingers gripping her thighs and hips, keeping her close. “Mmmm…mmmhmm…” He growled and kept up the alternate pressures and switching between using his teeth gently and his tongue, licking and sucking. Her breathing changed and she was in desperation. He knew what that felt like. He’d felt it the moment he met her. She had permanently imprinted on his mind and he thought about her a lot; he had to have her. She was beautiful in every way.
It seemed to last forever, the way she moaned and said words to him, barely making them audible as she tried to speak through all the pleasure he was bringing her. She didn’t fight it anymore. She let go and felt it all and it was beautiful to watch there from between her legs, some of his hair falling haphazardly in his eyes and all, but… It was so sexy. He broke from her for a moment and the words rumbled low and heated directly from his chest. “Cum… Please cum for me… I want to make you feel so good. I want you to go there for me.” He delved back in, manipulating her almost expertly with his mouth and tongue and fingers despite rarely doing this as often as someone might think. He wasn’t like his brother. He thought relationships like this should mean something.
He added a long middle finger into the fray or tongue and teeth and lips, entering her easily – she was so wet – and slipping forward and back and alternating the depth of his thrusts as he did so. He hoped she would never forget this. Never forget him…
Thief in the Night [Carol & Daryl]
He gave her a little grin. It wasn’t cocky at all, in the slightest; the grin was small and timid. He knew she cared. He knew that if anyone could tell him to follow his own advice it would be her. “Yeah, I think I could do that…” He almost grunted, trying to make as little of the acquiesce to her request as possible. Make like it was nothing… “Not that much of a hero anyway, so…don’t see that happenin’.” He almost snorts a short laugh. “We’re both goin’ home today, r’member?”
Daryl was never surprised at how smart Carol was. He knew she was – she’d just been too scared of Ed, believing the party lie for so long to believe anything else about herself – and every time she spoke he was only more sure of that fact. “Yeah…was gonna say that’s the plan. Makes sense…” He considered the bit about the Walkers for a moment, leaving the doors open on the whole foods store as they went. It was like a giant warehouse with multiple entry points. It was hard to say what the better tack to take would be. “Hard ta say. We leave all the doors open we chance gettin’ overrun and havin’ to close the gates on this place, reassess.” He squinted his eyes into slits, his tone just as serious and gruff as usual. The stakes were higher than ever, being out there alone, just the two of them. “Let’s open one or two o’ them doors ta start. I don’t trust they’re not gonna come spillin’ out like the goddamn flood if we open too many an’ be overrun, hear? Gotta keep ‘em comin’ out little bit at a time if there are a lot of ‘em.”
There was another silence as he considered further. “We could shift some o’ these cars ‘round an’ make a corral fer any Walkers in there. That way if there’s a lot more’n we thought, we won’t be overrun an’ forced out.” He pauses and shoulders his crossbow. “That make sense?”
Thief in the Night [Carol & Daryl]
It was something he loved about Carol but had never said. He wasn’t big on the romance, at least not the shiny glossy versions that existed when the world was still right-side-up. And he’d never been much on vocalizing either, on anything really… It was hard for him to even emote. It was why he’d taken so long to come around to them, to everyone else. With Carol, there was that commonality. They both came from the same world, virtually, forever damned by what they’d been through but somehow making it through, a step at a time. They’d survived the worst the world had to offer when it was at its best. This was just water under the bridge…
Her opinion was something he valued. No one else would ever say it, admit it, but they should; Carol was the only one he trusted implicitly when it came to being out in this. It had been that way with Rick and Lori before all that shit with Shane happened and it was starting to be that way now with Glenn and Maggie, with a small gender reversal involved. It seemed when someone found a lover in this life, someone they showed their true self to, that was the only one that got all of their respect…no matter what. “Me too…” Was all he said in response, feeling verified, like he’d done good. And that was still the battle in him, daily; to be verified, trusted, noticed.
He nodded. He was ready. Knife was easy to access and the crossbow afforded him a lot of mileage before hand-to-hand was even a necessity. It was also the most quiet weapon in their arsenal; even the knives created some margin of sound when they glanced off bone and if the misfortune befell someone alive of getting sliced open in the fight. It would hurt like Hell. Nothing he’d be surprised over but some of the others would definitely be left wailing. “Le’s go…” He moved forward, keeping her to his side and close so if they ran into a bunch of them they’d have their backs together, only to separate if there were a couple or so left. They knew how to do this by now. “Don’ be a hero; somethin’ happens in there, we both go home, r’member.”
AU || Somewhere In Between [Carol & Daryl]
Making her feel good was the very base of his desires. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to feel good and get off because as the Lord knew, he was only a man, and he very much did; but he found himself, from that very first moment laying eyes on her and every moment since, wanting to please her. He wanted to be everything for her that Ed could never be, had never even considered wanting to be. Daryl wanted to be her pleasure and her apprehension, her lust and her fear, the culmination of all her emotions and feelings in one man. He wanted to ruin her and build her up again all at once. And she was going to be hers this time… She wasn’t going to be his or Ed’s or anyone’s. Her life was hers the moment she decided to come here and be with him.
Her hand wrapped around his girth and started to gently stroke at his length. It felt great and he grunted along with her ministrations as he continued to finger her. Exploring her was going to be a gift. He wondered just how sweet she tasted… All of her words came crashing down around them like a house of cards; what started as fear and a mask of obligation to her abusive husband was fast becoming nothing more than an illusion. Maybe he was rubbing it out of her with every pass of his thumb on her clitoris. He hummed low and guttural, not much on speak now that they’d gotten to it. “Carol…just be quiet…” It was gruff but a request, not an order. “Just feel fer me…”
With that said he put her down on the bed, taking her hand from his pants as gently as was possible so he could lay her down. Her legs dangled over the end of the bed and he crawled down between them, pushing those creamy pale thighs apart and leveling his mouth with her dripping center. He wanted to know what she tasted like, how sweet she was, and he would know. His fingers and thumbs still took their time, playing with her puffy lips and parting them, baring the petal pink core of her, her juices readily spilling out of her because of her need. Fuck! His cock was throbbing with renewed vigor at the simple thought of her on his tongue, on his breath, cumming for him so he could drink from her… His hands played around her center, teasing, moments before his mouth was on her. He went in like a man who was starving, dying of thirst. He had to taste her. He was going to eat her alive until she’d given all her sweet honey away. Away to him… “Mmmmm…fuck…” He growled into her forge, his tongue lapping at her tender hole, her channel; the smell of her down there was exotic and fantastic. He’d never been one to want pussy like this, to taste and smell; for her he was willing to have it on his breath all day. Alternating between degrees of applied pressure via tongue, his teeth were nibbling and tugging gently on her sensitive flesh.
He wanted to leave her with no memory that Ed had ever even been there.
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” We should get goin’. “
"Ya think so? And just where we gonna go?" He smirked a little bit. The little girl was a new experience for him but he was more than open to it. Judy was innocent and sweet. He liked looking out for her. "What's the idea, Asskicker?"
AU || Somewhere In Between [Carol & Daryl]
Carol’s legs were like jello. She gripped his shoulders tighter. Her lips were parted, breaths were heavy. Her head spun. He was doing things to her she’d never experienced before, and she liked it. A lot. Her eyes rolled back in her head when his body pressed even tighter into her now naked body. She tried to hide the bruises by reaching for the light switch. “We should get into bed. Under the covers.” Suddenly, she felt as if she couldn’t breathe. “Daryl, please?” She tried to ease him back toward the head of the bed. “This isn’t meant to be done like this.” Truth was, she wasn’t as experienced as she might have let on. Ed had been her first. And her only. Until now. Her bottom lip trembled. “We have to stop,” she managed to whimper. The fear of the unknown was eating her alive, but she loved the feel of him against her skin. “Oh my God,” she breathed as her fingers found the nape of his neck and drew him in for another kiss.
Daryl was breathless. She was doing things to him that no one else had been able to accomplish with him. Women had to work a little at getting him hard, at least get him naked first; but Carol was against him, she was naked and so damp between her legs and her trembling against him was making him painfully hard. “Carol…” He groaned when she asked to get into the bed, underneath of the covers. “Can’t…wanna see ya…” He tried to shake his head. “Yer so beautiful, Carol…don’t hide from me. Ya don’t have ta hide from me…”
But Daryl couldn’t ignore her pleas for things to stop, for this to end and he finally parted from her, pulling back far enough to feel the cooler air in the hotel motel room. “Carol…what? What ya want me ta say…’er do…? I want ya…gotta have you…” He begged. “I need ya so bad…don’t ya need me? Want me…?” His breath was hot on her skin as he leaned into her and placed a hot wet passionate kiss on her neck, sucking on the skin where he’d kissed, nipping the skin a bit. “Lemme show you what love can really be like Carol…’cause I wanna know myself. Ain’t never felt this b’fore.”
Carol stopped begging as quickly as she’d started, her short nails digging longingly into his neck and drawing him in for another kiss. Their mouths fit together perfectly like two conjoining puzzle pieces and when their tongues touched it did something to both of them that defied any kind of verbal description. It just…was. He groaned into her mouth, fingers on a free hand undoing the belt on his jeans and popping the top button. Once he had a little more room for his cock to grow and throb without being confined, his free hand moved between her legs and stroked the full length of her slit first, wetting his index finger in her leaking juices before parting the tip top of her lips and rubbing her clit in slow tight circles with the rough pad of his thumb. “So wet…” He breathed against her lips. “So wet for me…”
Thief in the Night [Carol & Daryl]
She slipped off the bike. Her legs wobbly at first without the steady thrum of the bike beneath her. She touched his shoulder, giving it a light squeeze of reassurance. She didn’t meet his eyes, afraid it’d give too much of her away. She moved quickly, and quietly, to the gate and managed to free the chain and the lock with the hilt of the knife she carried in a sheath on her belt. She turned slightly to the left as she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. "Shit," she muttered as she caught sight of a walker. Her hands shook as she pushed the gate to the right and opened it just enough for him and the bike to slip through. She shut the gate after slipping inside behind him. Re-threading the chain through the gate, she pulled a padlock from her jacket pocket and snapped it through the chain. They could take any chances. She pulled the cap down over her head a bit tighter as she ran to slip back behind him on the bike. "Only one from what I can see, but we’d better get inside and clear this place."
The slight squeeze she gave his shoulder was more than enough to tell Daryl where her emotions were, where she was in her head. She was worried, always concerned. He could tell just by the simple way that her eyes lingered for too long on him even when his eyes turned away from her, when she thought he wasn’t looking anymore. He was always watching her; his attention was drawn to her as long as she was in his presence. She commanded nothing less from the simple southerner.
Daryl saw the Walker before Carol had, at least he presumed he had. It wasn’t for certain because neither one of them said anything right away. The closest either one came to speech was a low swear from Carol that sounded a lot like ‘shit.’ He brought the bike back to life and handled the throttle accordingly, bringing the bike to attention and focusing the forward movement through the space between the gate and the fencing. Once they were both secure inside the fenced lot with the bike, Daryl let the engine die and cut off, kicking down the stand for the bike and dismounting her.
Carol was behind him and as he took the crossbow from his back and made sure he had a bolt in the slot, ready to fire, Daryl watched her work. She spent a few extra seconds after rethreading the chain through the gate locking it with a padlock she’d thought to bring with her for an occasion just like this. He smirked, not surprised at the forethought but definitely appreciative that Carol had come so far as to think of that. She was a true blue survivor now and though he’d taught her some things, she’d done most of the growing and surviving on her own. “Nifty…you a handy lady now or somethin’?” He teased her gently, nudging her shoulder as she came to stand close to him.
The parking lot was vast and he’d originally wanted to get close to the building with the bike but he didn’t want to draw too much attention to them. “Bit of a plan change; ya see where them vehicles is all spread out and some of ‘em are parked closer together?” Daryl directed her attention to the other vehicles in the lot. “Was gonna get closer but I don’t wanna chance it. You think we should take it on foot from here an’ hope we don’t need ta run the Hell out o’ here too fast?”
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Shooting Blanks || Daryl and Kyleigh
Kyleigh actually sat back in surprise at the man’s response. Usually people weren’t so paranoid about water these days. It wasn’t that hard to come by, but it wasn’t always available either. This man must have been through some kind of hell to be that wary of some water.
“Drink some first…”
He had said, in a rather harsh tone. With a shrug, Kyleigh put the bottle to her lips and took a long drink, before she used a rag in her pocket to wipe it clean. Because she was sure he would accuse her of having something next.
"There. Happy now?" she asked as she held the water back out to him. She gave him another long look. "It’s not like you have anything I need anyway. And I don’t kill people over stupid shit like that. The dead are walking. Isn’t that bad enough?" she asked with an eyebrow arched.
Daryl’s head wasn’t in the game. He was still hung up on the same bullshit that had forced them to reevaluate the nature of their survival. He was still hung up on the fact that they all had to leave the relative safety of the prison, which meant they were now all out on the road. The Governor was still fresh on his mind. This young lady wasn’t the Governor and she didn’t look capable of that sort of trouble anyway.
The important thing was finding his group, finding Beth…
He snatched the bottle out of her hands as soon as her retort of ‘happy now’ had sounded. “Look, lady, I don’ need a smart lip. I could just as easy give myself that kind o’ service. I just need water.”
And if the Dixon was being honest with himself, he needed a companion too. If not for being actual company, then to watch his back when he needed to sleep or vice versa. He needed to know that he could trust her first though. Make sure she was of a like mind…
“Yeah, this shit should be bad ‘nough. Make a deal with you…ya answer a couple questions fer me an’ I’ll let you come with me. We can help each other out. But I need ta like the way ya answer these questions first…alright?”
