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Till THE DEAD do us part |Chapter 12

A/N: This story will take place in all the seasons, but it’s not exactly a rewriting cause I’d have to re-watch everything to use the exactly lines of the characters, also I think it’s better if I tell a side story without changing the main facts of the story.

This story has a Female Reader, but I don’t describe her appearance, so anyone can identify with her.

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Chapter 12: You already have me

Summary: Daryl couldn’t just resist Y/N only in one of his shirts waiting for him to sleep.

Warnings: pwp, smut, p in v, protected sex, oral (female and male), praise kink, use of the word f*ck 3x, soft cute dirty talk, pet names, untold feelings. Minors do not interact.

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Grimes!Reader (Rick’s Sister)

Word Count: 1,906

Extra notes: I proofread the text, but English is not my first language, so feel free to correct any mistakes, of course with love. This Chapter is purely smut, no plot, really. Next chapter we go back to the series plot.

After another long day of work in the farm, you were back to yours and Daryl’s tent, you still smiled when you thought about, it was kind of nice to share something with a person, specially someone that meant something to you. The last days had been hectic, with a lot of discussion about what to do with Randall, the kid they brought from the city.

You took off your daily clothes and changed for one of Daryl’s shirts, they were big and comfortable, perfect to sleep. When you finished changing he entered the tent and drank you in, he had already lent you his flannels, but having you in just one of his shirts and probably your underwear, was really a sight.

“Are ya trying to seduce me?” He said zipping the door without taking his eyes off you.

“I’m not, but is it working?” You walked in his direction and put your arms around his neck.

“Now, ya tell me.” He got a hold on your waist and brought your body to meet his, you could clearly feel his erection on your belly.

You looked at his face, he hovered over you a little bit curved because of the tent height. “I think it was very useful to seduce you given your conditions…”

He had a smirk on his face when his lips touched yours, devouring them… He needed you so much, he had been wanting you for so long that it was overwhelming, also the stress of the last days had taken the best of him. It was as if he was sick and you were the cure.

“I need ya, I need to have ya.” He said forehead against forehead, his words burning like fire from your chest going straight to your core.

“You already have me, I’m yours.” You breath heavily, gasping for air. Both of you lowered to the ground laying over your sleeping bags, Daryl between your legs.

You kissed again, one arm supporting his weight and the other traveling from your thigh to your hips, to your belly and ending on your breasts. “No bra?” He broke the kiss to comment.

“I thought it was prohibited using one in this tent.” You gave him your sweetest smile.

“Good girl…” his husky voice on your ear made things to your panties. “Ya learn fast…”

You whimpered just by listening his voice and his praise. “Do ya like when I praise ya?” He asked cupping your breast, his thumb passing on your hard nipple. You just nodded, unable to say anything. “I made ya a question pup, use yer words to answer me.” His mouth close to your ear and then he licks a long strand from your jaw to your neck.

“Yes… I like it.” You said, your hands running down his chest to the hem of his shirt trying to pull it up. “Take it off.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He took his shirt off immediately, his mouth going back to your neck and unbuttoning the shirt of his that you were wearing.

When he finished with the shirt he took a time to record the moment in his mind, you laying, wearing one of his shirts, your breasts showing with your hard nipples and your cute panties. In your needy state, you thought he was taking too long to go back to business. “Take a picture, it lasts longer” you said the one thing he used to always tell you when you kept staring for too long. And he would take a picture, if he had a damn camera and now he hated himself for not having one.

He went back to your breasts now substituting his hands with his mouth sucking it and nibbling your nipples, eliciting the sweetest sounds from you. “That’s it baby, moan for me don’t keep your sweet little sounds from me.” His warm breath on your skin sending chills all over your body.

His mouth descending to your belly, going down to the place you needed him the most. His fingers pulled your underwear from your heat, you wriggled your hips and legs to help him taking it off faster. “Why the rush, pup?” He said giving you light little kisses between your thighs, you whined.

“Stop teasing… just do it, Daryl.” You cried tortured by the special treatment you were receiving from him.

“Nah… this is most of the fun.” He said too close to your core, his warm breath hitting your center and making you squirm in expectation.

He gave you one delicious kiss on your clit making you moan immediately and buck your hips. Your thighs closing instinctively trapping him between them. He gave a long lick on your folds feasting on your juices, your hand descended to hold his hair pressing his face against your pussy, his nose pressing your clit while his tongue worked heavens on your cunt making you whimper, squirm and moan. “Dee… please… please…” you pleaded him, you didn’t even know what you were requesting from him… a release? To just fuck you already? More?

“Not until you cum all over my face, baby…” He sucked your clit, nibbled it and then changed his attention again to your core tongue going as deep as he could.

Your hand never leaving his hair, hips trusting on his face, experiencing the delightful sensation of the pleasure building in your lower stomach. He couldn’t stop eating out your delicious pussy. Your moans mixing with the sound of him devouring your juices making it sounds so pornographic that Daryl could swear he was capable of cumin by just eating you. You arched your back, your grip on his hair got tighter and your other hand gripped the sleeping bag under you. Once again you were filled with that marvelous feeling exploding and spreading and making you shiver, shake and whine while Daryl was still with his face buried in you and helping you go through your orgasm.

“Fuck… I was dyin’ to do it since last time I tasted ya.” He said coming back between your legs and kissing your lips, hungry, thirsty, almost feral.

You could taste yourself in his mouth all together with his usual delicious taste and also tobacco that you weren’t really a fan, but tasted surprisingly well in his mouth. Your hands were on his back, but soon you took them to his stomach going to his waistband and unbuckling his belt, and oh you were happy he didn’t stop you this time. You opened his pants and put your hand inside on top of his bulge, palming it. It was rocking hard, he let out a groan before breaking the kiss. Your hands going to the waistband of his boxer pulling it down just enough to let his cock spring free.

You couldn’t contain your surprised face when you saw it, big and thick hitting his stomach once it was set free. You always thought dicks were such an ugly body part, but looking at Daryl’s you could affirm his was rather beautiful, even the hair he got that came from his belly and went down there. You pushed his trousers and box down the maximum that your arms allowed you, you just wanted him naked as soon as possible with his dick inside you. “‘Kay baby, I got it, gonna take them off.” He distanced himself just enough to get rid of his remaining pieces of clothing going back to you.

You sat and looked down at his throbbing dick, you couldn’t just resist. “C-can I touch it?” You asked and he just took your hand in his, and guided to his cock.

“Ya don’t need to ask, just touch it. It’s yers.” He hissed once your hand was around it, caressing, rubbing… going up and touching the head.

“Can I taste it, just a little bit?” You asked doe eyes looking at him, how could he say no to such a pretty thing like you, when you asked so nicely. He loved how you were so submissive in a moment like this, as outside the sheets you didn’t take any shit from him or anyone.

“Just a little bit, pup. I don’t wanna cum in yer mouth, not today.” He caressed your cheek and let you take your time.

You tried giving small licks on its head feeling the salty taste of precum, he got a hold on your hair just to stable himself, because the wave of pleasure that was sent through his body shook him. You gave a long lick along his shaft eliciting groans and grunts from him, and when you got to the head again you put it inside your mouth sucking and humming on it, eyes on his face and he was making the most pretty faces for you. He let out a moan and he couldn’t continue like this anymore, if your mouth continued any little longer on him, he would lose it, fuck your mouth and forget all the things he wanna do to you.

He pulled you from his dick pulling your hair and taking a look at your blushed face, swollen lips and bit of spit going from your mouth to your chin. “It’s enough baby, now I need to feel ya around me.” He said curving to give you a quick kiss. He took a condom and handed it to you. “Wanna make the honors?”

You took the pack and ripped it open taking the rubber to place it on Daryl’s cock. Thanks anyone up there, you had learned how to do it on sex education. Because before, you were never offered the chance of doing it.

When you finished, Daryl’s hand went to your nape tangling his fingers in your hair and bringing your face close to his for a kiss. He made you lay down again and in between your heated kiss he started to rub his length up and down between your folds spreading your juices all over his shaft. You moaned between your lips, hips trusting into him while he tortured you with his teasing and didn’t do what you wanted him to do so much. “Eager, are we?” He asked, breaking the kiss and looking into you half closed half open eyes.

“Oh Daryl… please… just…” You pleaded him, begged unable to say the words of what you really wanted and overwhelmed by his cock fucking your folds.

“Please wha’, baby?” He asked hands caressing your hair.

“Please…” You cried, ‘make love to me’ you wanted to say, but even with all the possessiveness, all the protection and all the unsaid words both of you had in your eyes, you couldn’t dare to ask it of him, because you didn’t know what he really felt, you didn’t even know exactly what you felt and you were so afraid of losing him and everything that you got. “Please, fuck me.”

“Didn’t know ya were such a dirty girl…” He said still moving outside your pussy.

“I am, ‘cause of you.” You barely managed to say. God, if he continued like this you’d come again just by the brush of his dick outside of you. “Dee… if you don’t go inside me any soon… I’m gonna cum again just like…”. You didn’t get to finish your sentence as the amazing electric wave of pleasure rushed all over your body, making you whimper and shiver out of pleasure.

“Ma dirty girl” He said caressing your hair and your face, peppering small kisses here and there. “Say ya’re ma dirty girl.” He rubbed the tip os his cock on your entrance, making you feel dumb because the words couldn’t come out of your mouth. “Hm… just tell me.”

“I’m… your dirty girl, Daryl…” you said breathlessly thinking you’d probably die from anticipation. “Now, please, gimme your cock.”

“Don’t need to ask twice.” He said, ‘very funy’ you thought ‘just as if you didn’t make me beg you some seconds ago’.

He knew there was some time you didn’t have anyone inside of you, you were well lub, but he knew he should start things slow. He started pushing himself inside you and oh god the sensation of him stretching you was too much, you felt like he couldn’t go any further, but you needed him deeper. You felt already so full, but still it seemed like it wasn’t enough. “Fuck, ya’re so tight. I can barely move.” He hissed. “Are ya ok?”

“Yeah… uhg… just go until you’re full inside me” you answered arms around his torso, your fingers brushing lightly his back.

He moved a little bit more inside you and you couldn’t help moaning while he groaned the restraining feeling on his dick almost pulling him on the edge. “We’re almost there, pup.” Once he said it, bottomed out. “Tell me when I can move.”

“Okay”, you said, one hand caressing his hair, the other holding on his shoulder drawing little circles on it. Once adjusted to him, you gave him permission to move. “We can keep going.”

He pulled almost everything out, just to go fully deep again. He was slow but it didn’t mean he was being soft, he was a delicious mixture of rough and soft that you needed to know how to appreciate. “How d’ya like it, baby?” He asked face hidden on your neck, lips almost brushing your ears. “Wanna it slow and sweet or rough and fast?” He moved inside you in a torturing pace and you just wanted him to do his magic and send you to wonderland again.

“Whatever you like Dee… whatever you wanna do is what I want.” God, you just wanted to be fucked it didn’t matter how.

“Pup, if I did everything I wanted with ya, you’d probably not walk by tomorrow.” He pounded into you pulling out slowly and bottoming out in one quick movement, eliciting a whine from you. “If it’s too much, tell me.”

“Okay, I’ll tell you.” You said looking deep into his blue eyes that were like an ocean where you’d not mind to dive deep in.

He kissed you once again passionately while his hips trusted into you pursuing the best pace, the right one, hitting further into you just in that place that would make you see stars. You put your legs around his waist feet resting on his butt, you just wanted him to go deeper which was impossible since you were already almost fused as one person, that was how close you were. “Daryl… more, I need more…” you begged him as he hit that exactly spot inside you that sent you to the moon and back. “Fuck… yes… right there”. He continued lips on your neck sucking it and nibbling it, you were perfect, he had never experienced something so good before, not that he was sober enough to enjoy it properly any of those times. But in that moment, he was aware of everything, you, your surroundings, all the sensations, his untold feelings.

He hit that same spot again, and again, and again. It was becoming too much, you bit your lips trying to restrain not your moans, but the scream that was begging to be released from your lungs, you could be wrong, but you were pretty sure the others would listen if you screamed. You felt pathetic being so worked up, you were not even going kinky, but it had been so long and nobody had ever made you feel good like Daryl did, all the feelings were maximized. “Moan for me baby… I wanna listen to ya.” He said, breathing heavily his voice even more deep and hoarse.

“It’s… too much. I… I wanna… scream…” You tried saying between his trusts and jolts of the overwhelming pleasure being shot throughout your body. He caught your hands intertwining your fingers, putting your arms up your head, looking at your eyes, watching how your face contorted in pleasure. God, he loved it… he loved… he felt like he wanted to fuck you every single day of his life and he wouldn’t get bored, he’d be happy, all his problems would be solved. He was lost in you and scared, and he couldn’t stop himself from coming for more, wanting more.

“Ya can scream, scream ma name, moan it, do whatever ya feel like to…” he was almost there, he could feel it, and didn’t want to go without you, or before you. He took one of his hand between you, while the other continued to hold your hand, and touched your clit, circling it, pressing it… you were close now too, he could feel you clenching around him bringing him closer to his realese. He hit that delicious spot just one more time and sent you to the edge a scream of his name, as he reached his too biting your shoulder as he did so, trusting a few more times till both of you had gone through it.

He pressed his body against yours, not pulling out just yet. He observed your face, your breathing, your hands still holding, your eyes looking all over his face. If you weren’t sure before, now you were… you were definitely screwed. You had it bad for the archer. “ya good?” He asked, his other hand taking some hair from your face.

You nodded unable to say anything, holding his hand tightly, bringing it from above your head and resting it between your chests. “You good?” You asked him back. He took your hands and kissed the back of yours, then your forehead, the tip of your nose and a quick peck on your lips. “Ya’re perfect. ya did it so good. ya took it so well… I’m proud of ya.” His words sending that tingling sensation down to your core.

“Damn, you can’t talk so nice to me like that, or you’re going to have me all worked up again.” You confessed embarrassed trying to hide your face.

“That’s the whole point of it.” He said playfully, something you didn’t always get from him.

Very reluctantly he pulled out from you and got rid of the used condom. You were buttoning up the shirt again when he came back to you and stopped you. “Let me see ya shoulder, I guess I bit ya too harsh.” You stopped and let him take a look, it was red, he could see the mark of his teeth clearly there. It was probably going to become purple too. “ ‘m sorry.”

“I didn’t mind at the moment. I don’t mind now. It felt good.” You said while he gave a chaste kiss right at the spot he had bit.

You finished buttoning the shirt while he wore sweatpants and took a clean rag to clean you from your own juices. After it, you laid on the sleeping bags and you motioned for him to lay on your chest and he did.

Now he was starting to get used to it, being taken care of, being ‘laying on your chest’ intimate with you… and he couldn’t just stop accepting everything you were so willing giving to him.

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