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angelwings-crossbowstrings · 1 year ago

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Watch

Summary: reader gets Daryl off with their mouth while on watch in Alexandria, all while making him watch.

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x afab!reader

Prompt: "I'm supposed to be on watch..."

"Then watch..."

Warnings: oral(male receiving), teasing

wc: 2.5k

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Daryl just wants to finish his watch shift so he can have alone time with you, his mind groggy as thought of you washed over him. Many times when he was up in the clock tower, his mind filled with memories of your touch, your hands on his body. One too many times he's had to clean up after himself when he'd get all worked up thinking about your hands down his pants. He could never replicate the delicate touch of your fingers and how you managed to make him feel just right.

As he's said, "Nothin' I've tried ever feels as good as you."

Daryl runs his hands through his hair as he sighs, deciding on a quick break to relieve himself of his need to empty his bladder, and maybe catch a glimpse of you during the golden hour of light that glimmered over Alexandria.

He made one last check around his part of the barrier and made his way down and out of the tower. Crossbow around his back, he glanced quickly out the window to make sure no one saw him visibly leaving his post. After a few minutes of no activity, he crept around the back of the clock tower, deciding that he could just urinate on the side of the building instead of bothering to make his way to a bathroom. As soon as he finished tucking himself back into his pants and believing that not a soul saw what he did, he heard a familiar voice call out behind him.

"Do not tell me you're pissing on the side of the clock tower..."

He whipped around, guilty of doing such thing and ready to defend himself, and hesitantly, his demeanor softened when he realized that the one catching him was you.

"Man's gotta relieve himself somewhere..." he scratched his head while a small smile formed on his face. Daryl met your gaze while he noticed you were wearing one of his shirts.

"Hey, I'm not judging where you relieve yourself", you said with a smirk, "but please don't piss all over my flowers... they're one of the more beautiful things left in the world, and I want them to look pretty. I worked hard on them, you know? That's... why I came down here actually."

You were lying of course, in fact your shift helping teach Judith and RJ had just finished up and, if it wasnt obvious, the first person you wanted to see after you were done was Daryl.

You'd just happen to walk up behind him as he'd made his way to the side of the building.

"Uh huh... where's yer flowerpot then?" Daryl scoffed, looking down at your hands and seeing there was no pot in them.

Of course the first thing you did after getting off shift was to go see him.

"Fine, you got me. I came down here to find you." Your hands resting on your hips, the warmth of being in the presence of Daryl again made your heart rush.

"Well, I promise to never piss on your flowers, sunshine."

Your feet brought you towards Daryl, cause the not-large-whatsoever distance between the two of you was starting to kill you. Daryl's hands gravitated your waist as soon as you were close enough to him. You reached your hands around the nape of his neck to pull Daryl’s face closer to yours. Your lips met his, torso pressing up against yours, taking in the way Daryl's hands slid along your body. Your stomach flipped as the archer’s earthy scent consumed you. As of right now he wanted to say fuck the tower and keep you company for the rest of the evening.

"Thanks, I appreciate it, D." You smiled against his lips while pulling him in for a kiss. He tasted of tobacco and his lips were soft. His grip on your waist tightened and pulled you closer as Daryl's eager lips left your mouth, desiring more than just the skin of you near him.

Daryl sure was already thinking about relieving himself later that night. His mind filled with images of you from only the night before, saying his name like a prayer as he buried himself between your legs.

Distant voices echoed from nearby, most likely citizens of the town going for a walk or heading out for their shifts. Your deft fingers swiped Daryl's bangs behind his ear while his hands rested on your belt.

"I gotta get back to my watch shift, hun'..." He motioned to the clock tower that the both of you stood beside. Beginning to chew on his lip, his eyes met the floor as he dragged one finger up and down your torso. He wanted more than just a few kisses, though, you could tell.

"Well, I could always keep you company for a little while, maybe make the best of what's left of it?" You caught his eyes dragging up and down your body.

"yYeah, okay. Jus' a little while." His gruff southern accent spoke quietly to you. Daryl tipped the side of his head and you nodded to him, your bottom lip caught between your teeth. He knew time always passed quicker when the two of you were together.

His hand interlocked with yours, the both of you making your way up into the tower. Daryl locked the door behind you to ensure no one would interrupt.

He went so far as to barricade the door and made his way back to you. Daryl's hands beckoned to be back on your skin. At this point, one of his hands was on your hip, the other one resting on the small of your back. The lavender smell of your hair weakened his brain, his 'tough' act, his fucking everything. He kissed you again, leaving a trail from your lips, down the sensitive skin of your neck in a hazy fit to make you come undone.

Only daryl's name came out of your mouth breathily as his beard tickled the underside of your jaw. His lips were a liquor that intoxicated your very resolve.

Daryl hummed into your skin, the vibrations of his low voice reverberating in your lungs. Gasping at the feeling, your hands ran up and down his sides. Daryl's breath hitched as you moved your right hand down to rub at the ever-tightening denim between his legs.

"F-Fuck, sweetheart... shit." the archer murmured as he pulled himself away from you. A groan left his mouth at the feeling. His hand met yours and pressed harder, attaching your lips to his neck hungrily.

"Wanna make you feel good, Daryl." you needed nothing more than to make him succumb to you, chuckling at your remarks.

"You're so good at makin' me even more crazy for you, ya know that? ‘M so damn lucky to be lovin' someone as amazin' as you."

"You know I love doing it.. I'd do anything for you." You lost your words as Daryl's praise went to your head, cheeks erupting in a firey blush. His voice covered every ridge of your brain as goosebumps expanded the miles of your skin he wanted to explore.

"Darlin', I'd let you do anything to me." He groaned. your eyebrow raised at this admittance.

"Oh, yeah?" you inquired, taking a guilty pleasure in your teasing. Nodding to you and removing his hand from on top of yours, Daryl attached your lips attached to his again. You dragged your hands up his chest again, and down to the bottom of his shirt.

Your hands snuck under the bottom of the cloth to catch just a sliver of his skin under your touch. Fingertips tracing his navel and the soft hairs above his pant line, he bucked up against your soft touch and groaned. Your hand continued its motions against the strain in his jeans.

"Y'keep that up, doll.. I ain't gonna last. W-Want ya down there, need ya down there babe.. but I'm supposed to be on watch.." you could've sworn you heard a whimper leave his mouth as he stuttered in an attempt to keep his composure. Daryl chewed on his bottom lip, eager to feel you but wanting to stay quiet and not draw attention.

"Then watch." His eyes darkened onto your figure as the clinking of his belt filled the air. You dropped to your knees and Daryl's right hand came to caress the side of your face. His thumb traced your lips and you dragged your eyes up his torso before locking with his, now fully lust blown. He dropped his hand from your face to take in the sight of you on your knees for him.

You undid the button of his pants and the ripping of the zipper had coincidentally brushed up against his hard cock. He hissed at the feeling, Daryl's breathing becoming heavy, which only spurred you on more. You tugged his pants down to his knees, making eye contact with the tent in his underwear. Placing a soft kiss on the outline of him, your fingers played with the band of his underwear and swiftly pulled them down.

The happy trail on his stomach led down to where his cock sprung out at the release of the fabric from around it. Eager to please, you wrapped your hand around his cock and licked a slow stripe from the base all the way up to his tip. His breath hitched at your supple hands on him, the feeling paired with seeing you on your knees for him. Your tongue circled his tip once, twice, three times before moving your mouth to leave a few kisses down his shaft.

"Sunshine, if ya don't fit my cock between those pretty lips of yours... righ’ now..." He was breathless, you were teasing him relentlessly and you relished in it. His hand clutched your hair in a makeshift ponytail, as you gazed up at him with faux innocence, hands still massaging him.

"But you look adorable when you’re desperate, and I just love seeing you all worked up for me." Your fingers cupped his balls as you ran your tongue down his length again.

"C’mon doll.. I can't take your teasin'.. p-please-" his sentence stopped abruptly as your mouth went down on him. Daryl’s hand on your hair tightened as he threw his head back and relished in the feeling of your warm mouth surrounding his length. You hummed, which only made his resolve break even further, causing him to buck up into your mouth hard. So hard that his tip hit the back of your throat.

You lifted your mouth off his cock slightly to swirl your tongue around his tip with it still in your mouth. One of your hands snuck down to the base and started to move up and down while still swirling your tongue on his tip.

"Shit doll you look so fuckin' pretty like this. So pretty on your knees for me." Humming again, you took his whole length in your mouth, the tip of his cock starting to go down your throat.

"Tha’s it darlin', goddamn..." He uttered as you pulled up further on his cock. You put your hand on the base of him and he moaned, his release beginning to build.

"Fuck baby, you're takin me so well.. like yer mouth was made for it." His hand started pushing you down faster and faster as his high started to build. He groaned your name along with a slew of curses as he called out to you.

"I'm so fuckin' close baby, l-let me cum down your pretty throat.." You hummed once again in response as your hands rested on his thighs. You could feel his cock starting to twitch as your tongue teased his shaft. He forced your mouth deeper with his hand in your hair until the sight of you made his high wash over him. His thighs shook as he pushed your mouth all the way down on his cock.

"Oh shit... sunshine, love ya.." As groans left his mouth, his warm cum hit the back of your throat in spurts. Releasing his hand from your hair as he let his high wash over him, you bobbed your head a few more times, helping him ride out his orgasm. Daryl looked down at you as your mouth left his cock with a pop, a trail of saliva falling from your mouth attached to his tip still.

"Yer so good at that… shit. Felt so damn good. I love ya." His eyes were hazy from the previous feeling you’d brought him. His hand caressed your face, palm to your cheek as you melted into his touch.

"I love you too, all of you, angel." You rose up off your knees slowly, groaning at the pressure from kneeling. Daryl noticed your strain and took your hands, helping you up.

"Ya alright? Can't have your knees givin' out on ya just yet, now can we?" He smirked and his suggestiveness made you blush. Damn archer knew what he was doing. he pulled his boxers and pants back up and over his cock, still throbbing from the orgasm you just game him.

"Yeah, Dar. I'm alright, you're so damn adorable caring about my knees hurting when I was on 'em just for ya." Your finger trailed up his chest and to his chin, bringing his face closer to kiss him. He tasted himself on your lips, making him groan and pull you in hungrily for another kiss. His hands ran down to your ass and pulled you in closer to him, your bodies resting up against each other. As he parted his lips from yours, he chuckled. Uyour hands came up to the nape of his neck and locked there.

"You're hilarious, sunshine.. I jus' can't wait to hear ya screamin' out for me later. In fact..." he shoved one of his hands into your panties to feel the pooling treasure between your legs. "I wanna sneak peek."

A low growl escaped him when he felt how wet you were just from giving him pleasure. He chuckled to himself, knowing how turned on you were, all for him.

"Oh.." you exclaimed as he bypassed the wet cloth of your panties to swirl around your clit a little before dipping his finger lower.

"Daryl.. baby.." your eyes rolled back into your head as he inserted his middle finger into your wet heat. He curled his finger once, then twice before pulling it out of your pants. As he removed his finger, Daryl noticed how wet you’d gotten, slowly licking up the length of his finger to retain the taste of you.

"Mmm, so damn sweet." He stared at his finger then brought his eyes back to you, now visibly desperate for him to ruin you with his touch. Daryl didn't know when it happened, but a big smile made its way across his face.

You whimpered at the sight of him tasting you, pouting, knowing you'd have to wait for your release until he came home to you.

"Well, I should go and let you get back to your watch." Your hands grabbed his collar and pulled him in for one more kiss. Letting go, you smoothed it and rustled his hair playfully. "I love you, Daryl."

"I love ya more sunshine. See you soon." You nodded to him, and as you backed away, his hands remained on your waist till you were too far from him to rest there.

Daryl already missed you, but hell if he didn't love watching you walk away.

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