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lazyneonrabbitt · 9 months ago

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Shared Interests [Pt.4]

Daryl Dixon x Reader | SMUT 🔞 [Pt.1] [Pt.3]

Lily grows strong and you only get sadder, but Daryl helps in making it all good, but then you run into your past.

With the party over and everyone awake you spent your morning hanging out and chatting at the kitchen table. The conversations ranged from everything to nothing, just like you preferred early morning talks.

The brothers Dixon enjoyed their coffee while you sipped tea and played with Lily who's energy levels were all the way up.

Merle left as the morning passed, leaving you and Daryl to do some after party cleanup until you ended on the couch, tired but happy. "Glad ya ended up throwin' tha party after all?" A raised brow look was sent your way, smirking as he knew he was right in convincing you to invite the pack again. "Your family is great, hun. But we already knew that."

You slumped against him, enjoying his warmth. He was always so warm compared to you, who was always cold.

Daryl could feel your mood drop and pulled you into his lap. "Alright, spill. Wha's goin' on witcha?" His arms wrapped around you so you had no chance to get away from him.

"I'm tired. Always cold. I miss the wolf blood properties. My boobs are sore from Lily's teeth." You rambled on, letting all the frustrations out while Daryl soothed you, trying to give you some words of comfort but eventually settling on a deal.

"Ya know what? If yer bein' sad don't fade in a coupl'a months we can have another pup, yeah?" You smiled up at him, agreeing with his plan.

But even with the efforts to work around the issues of your permanently tired, sore self the sadness never faded. Daryl felt it too. He spent nights trying to drown out your loud internal struggles. He wasn't going to give in, he had to wait it out just like you did.

But with Lily being almost four months old now he felt you had tried long enough.

You slept early, putting Lily to bed before hiding away under the covers but Daryl had enough of it. He followed you upstairs and watched you be the softest momma to Lily and then joined you in bed.

"Daryl? It's so early." You wondered if he wasn't feeling alright for a second before dismissing that thought. Werewolves didn't get sick.

"S'early, yeah. So why're ya goin' ta bed?" Daryl mimicked all your steps, getting out of his clothes and getting under the covers with you. "C'mere. M'makin' ya a mommy again. Can't have ya always bein' sad 'n tired."

You turned to face him fully at his words. "Are you sure?"

Daryl only laughed at your sudden uncertainty. "M'a werewolf. If ya were one too ya'd be heavy with mah third litter by now."

His hand went to rest on your stomach before he flipped you over and trapped you underneath him. "M' gonna breed ya good. Just gotta keep quiet so ya won't wake Lily." His gravely voice melted away your sadness and replaced it with want. "I'll be good I promise." You felt him grin against your skin, his hands making quick work of getting your panties off and getting rid of his boxers. His already hard cock slipped between your thighs, his hips rutting against your ass. You were quickly reminded of his strength as he easily overpowered you, pressing you down into the mattress and slipping his thick length between your folds. He bottomed out in one smooth thrust, letting his feral side take over. "So sweet fer me baby." His fangs grazed your neck, right where he marked you and licked at the sensitive flesh making you moan out his name.

His claws dug into your hip and shoulder as he mercilessly fucked you until you were begging to cum, pressing your hips into his for more.

"P.. please.. Daryyyll~" your face was pressed into the pillows to muffle your sounds, but he heard your pleas and happily fucked you over the edge, finishing right after you.

Your body went limp on the bed, only startling back to life when you felt him twitch inside you. "Still hard?" You mumbled tiredly before hearing the unmistakable sound of him shifting. "Breed ya good." His distorted voice sent a rush of panic through you. The bed dipped further as his weight increased and the claws that held your hips grew.

"Hahh fuck pull out, Daryl!" His claws dug deeper into your hips as he held you pressed tight against him, his swelling cock easily tripling in size while still buried deep inside you.

Your lower body laid on the mattress as your hips were held up against him, drool dripping onto your back with his muzzle forming and started rocking his hips when his tail grew.

The sudden increase in size had you cry out into your pillow, the stretch burning and your hand moving down to feel at your belly that now protruded with the sheer size he was pumping in and out of you at an almost rude pace.

With his knot rubbing against your clit with each thrust you were soon coming around his cock.

And again after couple of thrusts.

Then three, four times before you were nothing more than a fucktoy for him to bury his knot into, pumping you so full of his seed you looked already pregnant by the time he laid down with you.

You were still passed out when Daryl shifted back during the night, the bedside lamp still on an casting a soft light over the room. He lifted the covers and took a peek at your sleeping form. Your shoulder had short dried cuts where his claws had dug into your skin and your hips were bruised and bloody too. He'd make sure to apologize in the morning, but for now some more sleep was the plan.

Until Lily awoke and started crying. It was only 7AM and Daryl woke up faster than you so he hopped out of bed, shimmied a pair of sweats on and went to calm his daughter.

As soon as he reached her bed he could sense what was going on with her. She'd shift soon. He held her close to his chest, rocking her softly and walking downstairs with her. He cooed at her and softly hummed a tune as he moved around the living room with her.

When you woke up you were alone in bed, feeling gross and sticky and in dire need of a quick shower. Except getting there turned out to be quite the challenge with sore legs and a busted hip. Every step felt like your knees creaked but the hot water quickly eased the pain. It did sting on the cuts, but that was less of a bother than scrubbing off your thighs and ass and everything in between covered in Daryl's dried cum.

Even touching your outer lips to clean had you wince thanks to last night's session.

Once you were clean and dry you threw on a loose hoodie and sweats and headed downstairs where you were met with Daryl who was walking back and forth along the couch, rocking Lily in his arms and humming tunes to her.

Yeah, you had forgiven him for the harsh treatment already.

He was so focused on Lily he hadn't heard you come downstairs, but she had and started actively squirming in Daryl's arms.

"Good morning, my loves." You walked up to them and took Lily from Daryl's arms and sat in your lounge chair with her, placing her in your lap and shrugging off your hoodie so she could feed.

Daryl hadn't paid much attention to your feeding times and so hadn't seen the damage Lily was doing to you until now.

"Man, I really haven't been payin' much attention to yer body. M'sorry bun." He sat himself down close to you and watched as your daughter fed, leaning in to plant kisses on the cuts on your shoulder and apologizing for the pain he's caused you. "When ya said she bit ya, I didn't realize it was this bad." He touched around the sore, bitten skin and silently prayed to the moon last night was a success and you'd heal by tomorrow. You noticed Daryl's glance at the ceiling and knew what went through his head.

You never told him you heard him that one night before Lily was born, out on the porch smoking a cigarette and speaking out into the night sky. He had asked for a birth with no complications and a healthy child, either wolf or human.

And just like his prayers had been heard you gave birth to a healthy daughter the next night, barely a full night between your first contraction and your pup laying in your arms. "It'll take, hun." You reassured him. "And if it doesn't we'll try again." Now that you knew you were both on the same side of the plan you got excited, the bad slowly starting to melt already.

When Lily had finished breakfast it was your turn. Daryl had offered to prepare something as part of his ongoing apology and you loved to have others cook for you. And Daryl was a great breakfast cook. You weren't sure if you could ever function without his cooking anymore.

He served up a large stack of pancakes. The ones you could eat throughout the entire day and pick at them even when cold.

"You're gonna hate me for saying this, but man I miss chocolate spread on pancakes." You knew you could just buy a jar and have it when you weren't pregnant or breastfeeding, but maybe it was better to just not eat it at all.

"Yer crazy, woman. Ain't havin' any a'tha in this house when there's curious pups runnin' round." Daryl made a really good point. The pups would eat anything they could get their hands on and get seriously ill if they ate chocolate.

"Yeah, you're right. I should really swear it off, for the kids."

"Yer actin' like we can't go into town fer ice cream some time." Daryl pointed his fork at you, talking with his mouth full. "Ya know, when yer not carryin' or feedin'."

Lily kept you both up at all hours of the night every night. So much that you hadn't even realized the scratched Daryl left on you had healed overnight.

It was only when Daryl had clung to you all morning, sniffing at you and melting against your skin with his hands over your belly that it all clicked and you shrieked in excitement.

Daryl turned got in his grasp and peppered your whole face with kisses. "Love this scent on ya. S' even better than them other dads say." He kept his face buried in your neck, deep calm breaths that had you relax against him too.

Your moment was quickly ruined by Lily being back to hiccuping and whining.

"I'll go get her. I really hope she shifts soon.." Daryl stalked behind you, keeping an eye out on his daughter.

There was no progress for two whole months, just lots of crying, lots of soothing and barely any sleep.

Still, you felt fine. As long as you ate enough your energy levels were fine. You just had a harder time moving around at two months with twins. Just one more month and your pups would be born, but you still worried about Lily.

She slept in the bed with you most nights now, it helped all three of you sleep.

Except for tonight.

She cried without pause, no matter what either you or Daryl tried.

He had changed and pulled her close to his furred chest, the rumbling of his soothing purrs not even quieting the pup.

"Daryl, can't we call an aunt or something?" But he shook his head, softly grumbling something at you. "This is fer parents only." You heard his voice in your head and perked up at the sudden noise. Daryl was lapping at the pup's fur, hoping the pressure would stimulate her change as you sat there.

Powerless in that moment.

Useless to your child and partner.

Daryl's lips curled up as he let out a short growl at you. "She feels ya. Think happy stuff."

You gave a soft apology and went to stroke her fur. "You'll be fine, baby. Don't fight it." You used words you learned from books, thinking back at that first time meeting Daryl and falling hard for the man. And then those days spent sneaking around with him and the interest he showed in you as well.

And then Lily. She was perfect in any way, from the first moment you felt her presence. You reached for her and pulled her against you, letting her rest against your chest on top of your bump. "You're a strong one. I can't wait to see what little human you looks like." She still only cried softly, unable to lay still.

It was close to morning by the time she finally started showing progress. You stroked her fur and a clump stuck to your fingers. "Eh, Daryl?" You raised your hand to him with the fur between your fingers.

His ears perked up and had his face close to her in a second, nuzzling at her and watch the fur fall away as she let out a loud cry as her legs changed shape and her muzzle disappeared. Her ears shrunk and shifted along with the rest of her head and you felt her tail and spine shift against your arm.

With some more soft brushing and her crying down to hiccups she now looked entirely human.

You carefully handed her over to Daryl so he could keep her warm against his fur while you went to grab her some clothes, making sure she was covered up properly while getting used to her new body.

"We really need to go into town. She needs more clothes."

Daryl had laid her down on the bed so you could dress her while he shifted back into his human form as well.

Dressed in his shirt and sweats he picked up his daughter and stared into the large cabinet mirror, seeing the three of you like this made him happy.

"Wouldya look at us. Lookin' close ta normal." You joined him at his side and almost wanted to suggest getting family photos taken. Lily in Daryl's arms with you beside them, rounded belly on display. Daryl could stay staring for days.

But sleep was way more important now when he saw you fight back a yawn and noticed Lily had fallen asleep in his arms.

"Bed?" You nodded in response and went to pee before joining your family in your large bed. Lily's tufts of fur on the cover would be dealt with when you woke up again.

To say you all slept well was an understatement, managing to all three sleep through the entire day and night til the next early morning. Daryl was the first one to wake, being the light sleeper that he is and took the opportunity to sneak out of bed and go find that stroller he had been gifted some time ago.

You had put it aside somewhere claiming you weren't going to need it anyways since you weren't leaving the house with a wolf pup.

He found it in the barely used front door hallway and took it to the living room with him and made sure it was all good to go before you were leaving to go to town.

Daryl didn't mind to mingle, hell he even had a job of some sorts as an on-call mechanic.

But first breakfast. He wasn't letting you leave the house without at least a sandwich in your system.

You had come downstairs with Lily while he made some simple sandwiches for you both and was pleasantly distracted halfway when you slipped your top down to feed Lily.

Normally the two of you would chat of you'd multitask but now you were intently staring at the child on your breast. "You stopped biting now, huh." You commented out loud and Daryl suddenly got very aware of his staring.

He made quick work of finishing the food and set it out before you so you two could eat together.

"Ya wanna go buy her some clothes? Got nothin' planned today, would be ta go out witcha." He knew you missed getting out of the house, and he didn't mind some time together away from home either so going out to buy Lily some clothes was the perfect opportunity.

"Oh man, I'd love to!" You beamed, getting to stroll along the shops again sounded amazing. "And we can now! Because Lily's looking human we'll be a normal family!" You quickly clapped a hand to your mouth. "Okay no we are. We are a normal family." You needed words to correct this. "W.. we now just.. all look human. We.. We'll blend."

"Bun, yer fine." He had made his way towards you and rubbed your shoulder in comfort. "Ya said nothin' wrong."

You two got yourselves and Lily ready and put the folded stroller in the truck bed before heading out. The whole way there you had a smile on your face as you talked about the different shops and things to do in town all the way up to where you parked.

When you got to the first store Daryl kindly took over the stroller and let you loose, following you through the children's' section and picking out all kinds of cute items. Daryl let you toss it all into your basket and merely shrugged at the price tag.

On your way to the second store you spotted a crowd on on the other side of the road. There was a small church there and between all the people you saw them. A man in a pretty suit and a woman in the most beautiful dress, hand in hand as they made their way out the door to be cheered on by their friends and family.

"Bun?" Daryl looked around and spotted you a bit further back, having stopped dead in your tracks while Daryl talked to you to stare at the married couple. He had stepped up beside you to see what caught your attention and almost felt bad. He had mated with you, yes. But the idea of marrying you on human terms never even crossed his mind.

"C'mon. Wanna take ya somewhere." You followed his lead as he strolled along the sidewalk, stopping at a large bike shop and garage. "You worked here?" Your question had him chuckle and shake his head, before he put his one free hand on the stroller handle and moved to cross the road when no traffic passed.

Across the street and straight ahead through the front door of a jewelry shop.

"Go pick somethin' just no silver."

You were stuck. No movement, no thoughts. "Daryl.. what?" He stepped over with a smile. "Anythin' my girl wants, she gets. An' pick one fer me too."

The store clerk looked at the interaction and gave it an 'only slightly strange' on the scale of folks that came in. The man surely didn't look like the ones that usually came into the shop.

"So, no silver, madam?" You perked up at the salesman's voice. "Yes, no. Allergies." He game you a kind smile, seeing you were clearly brought here without prior knowledge.

You were shown a selection of golden bands but none of them really spoke to you. The color never suited you so you moved on to the silver colored materials. "These here contain no silver, I hope one of these suits your wishes." You took your time to really taking in all the designs and different types of stones in the rings while Daryl browsed some designer items on the glass wall. He hadn't bought stuff for himself in a while and the leather and chain bracelets and big rings in the cabinet really spoke to him.

He waved over the salesman for some items while you continued to browse the rings, having taken a few to look at closer before moving on to the next box while Daryl finished his purchase and added the accessories to his current outfit and putting the boxes with your previous purchases.

"Hey, Daryl. Come look at these." You called him over from where he stood, checking on Lily who slept in her stroller.

"I'll love anythin' ya pick. Man knows ma ring size so yer all good."

You rolled your eyes but admired his trust.

"These are without silver too, right?" You pointed at a set that caught your eye. "Yes, but know this is the most pricey box you're browsing. A soft 'oh' left your lips and Daryl spoke up "she don't mind. Let 'er pick wha' she likes."

And thus the salesman dug for the right size men's ring and helped you find yours too. You gave it a good hard look on your finger and confidently spoke 'Yes'. You wanted these.

"Lemme see whatya got, princess." You happily showed your hand to him that held the ring, and held his up for him to take. "I hope they're okay." Suddenly shy your hand trembled as you held it out but Daryl took his without hesitation and put it on, giving it a good look with a smile on his face. "Ya chose perfect."

Yeah. You really did. It looked good on his hand, the small stone in the silver colored band being just subtle enough and the black band that laid against it fit perfectly with his tattoos.

Your thinner ring held a beautiful diamond in between the two entwined black and gold bands.

But when you caught the total for the two rings your heart dropped. Still, Daryl paid like it was nothing.

It made you feel weird. You had never discussed money with the pack being so self sufficient, and extra groceries were always bought by Daryl on his way back from a job.

But you kept it to yourself.

Once outside and away from the shop Daryl opened up about your worries. "S' easy ta save money when ya barely need ta spend." He had a cigarette hanging loose on his lips. "M' the only one in the pack tha works a steady job among humans."

You went to grab a small lunch together and decided to head back home after. You had bought what you came for and quite the extras. And you were admittedly getting tired, not being used to being out this much anymore.

"So, ya had fun today?" Daryl had an arm around your waist as he kept up beside you, all your bags in his other hand.

"Yeah, we should do this m--" Oh shit.

Just as you rounded the corner your breath caught in your throat at the sight of them.

Your dad. Together with his new girlfriend and Carl too.

To say you were terrified was an understatement. You were out with the man that was part of you guys' fight, your child in her stroller and heavily pregnant again.

You broke all contact after the fight and were in no shape to rekindle that connection right now.

Michonne was the first one to speak up. "Looks like her obsession got only worse after your great idea." She gave Rick a look, who only sighed and tried his best to see the good in this situation.

"Looks like you're being taken care of." He spoke to you, looking at your wedding bands. Carl was less weird about things and was at your side in seconds. "Can I see the baby?" He wouldn't peek until you nodded and carefully rounded the stroller and said hello to your daughter.

"You two have been busy." Michonne poked her head around to look as well, looking between Lily and your belly. Daryl chimed in now, taking note of your discomfort. "The whole pack's got lotsa kids. We wanted tha' as well." It was a clear statement that said a lot more than just that.

"So, you got married." Rick's eyes were back on you. If you truly did then he was truly a horrible father in your eyes, but you shook your head no. "We eh. We just got these today. Not married, in the human sense."

Carl was buzzing with questions but respectfully kept quiet, unlike his parents who all of a sudden seemed interested in your relationship.

"How old is she?" It was Michonne's turn again now. "She's six months." You got a comical look at that answer before the looked over at your stomach. "Two months." You replied to her silent question. "One more an' they'll be 'ere." Daryl still held a protective stance around you.

"Yer not gonna look at yer grandkid, brother?" It was important to Daryl that Rick knew he still held that title, despite what happened between you and him. But Rick was having a harder time with it.

Still he rounded the stroller to look and visibly softened.

"What's her name?" It came out genuinely curious, so you answered way more kindly this time as well. "Her name's Lily.

Daryl felt you had been social enough for the day and announced his leave. Using the excuse of you needing lots of sleep to head back to the car with awkward goodbyes.

A/N: The return of the Grimes family!! There's gonna be a lot to discuss between them.

The whole way home was quiet. The conversation on repeat in your mind, all the words you didn't say and all the things you thought they'd answer.

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