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Worth Living For	By : KarilovesDixon Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 2993 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Firstly i want to say that no money or profit is being made and I do not own any of the The Walking Dead characters,locations, and show dialogue, all credit goes to AMC. I do however, own all rights to the OC's.

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Melanie knew she was in trouble. These men were not like the group she was with. They were harsher, meaner, more aggressive, and they obviously thought nothing of abducting a young woman, having their fun with her, and then tossing her aside, maybe even killing her. Melanie did not want to find out what they had planned for her.
One of the men came towards her with his pants undone. He was gonna show her who was boss. But before he had a chance to get too close, one of the other men shoved him out of the way and so began a battle back and forth to see who was going to get to claim her first. Melanie saw an opportunity and she took it. She slipped behind some bushed and broke off in a sprint for the road. She knew if she could just find that stupid road she could get her bearings back and make her way back to the farm…and back to Daryl, who was probably worried sick by now.

“Y’all seen Melanie?” Daryl asked Dale as he approached the RV.
“Sorry, son. We haven’t seen her all day. Think she might have talked to one of the girls earlier. Check with them.” Dale said as he stepped out of the RV and was heading across the yard to the barn. Even though the walkers had been cleared out, he was still gonna keep an eye on it to make sure no more got put in there.
Daryl briskly walked across the front yard and entered the house and made his way into the kitchen where the girls were busy cooking.
“Hey Daryl.” Carol said with a smile on her face. “Everythin’ ok? You look worried.”
“Cant find Melanie. Has she been around here at all today?” Carol could see the worry begin to spread across his face.
“You know what? I think she said she was gonna head into town and help Glenn and Rick try to find Hershel, but they got back hours ago, and they brought that creepy kid back with them.”
“Alright, Imma go check with them.” And with that Daryl stomped out of the house.
He found Rick and Glenn by the shed. They had tied the poor kid up in there so he couldn’t go getting his group and leading them back to the farm.
“Rick! Glenn! Y’all didn’t happen to see Mel today when y’all were in town did ya?” he asked with concern etching across his face.
“Nah, man. We didn’t see anyone in town ‘cept for those two rednecks and this one in the barn. No Melanie. You think she’s missin?”
“It’s nighttime man,”Daryl stated. “I aint waitin around for her no more. Im going to look.”
“We’ll come with you,” replied Glenn. “She’s our friend too. Noone should be left alone in the dark.”
They walked back to the farmhouse and got into their car and headed off for town. Driving was not Daryl’s first choice to look for someone, but it was dark out and he just wanted to find his girl. He didn’t really care how he did it.
They arrived in town and Melanie was nowhere in sight. They walked from one end of the town to the other and saw no signs of her anywhere. As they were walking back to the car with defeated looks on their faces, a head popped up from behind the bumper of their car. In the dark, it looked like a walker was staggering towards them, so they all three drew their guns and pointed them in its direction. As it stepped into the moonlight, they could finally see it and saw that it was not a walker at all. It was Melanie, and she had scratches and cuts all over her arms and her legs. She looked like she had walked through hell to find them.
Daryl dropped his crossbow to the ground and ran down the street and swooped Melanie up into his arms. Her head dropped to his chest and tears began running down her cheeks.
“Hey, its ok Mel.” Daryl said softly in her ear. “Ive got ya. Everythings gonna be ok. Lets go back home.”
Melanie just began shaking and crying harder into Daryls vest.
“They are gonna find me…..I ran all this way….God, they are gonna find me. We gotta get out of here.”
“Who, Mel? Who’s gonna find ya?”asked Daryl. And just as he asked that two men with rifles came tearing out of the woods. Their weapons aimed at Rick and Glenn.
“What the hell is this? A hen party? How about y’all lay your guns down, give us the girl, and get the hell out of here? Sound fair?” said the first man.
“Or……you can stay and watch and when we are done you can take a turn with the slut,” offered the second man.
Daryl crept up behind the first man, as they had not seen him yet, since he had been standing in the shadows. They had only seen Melanie and Rick and Glenn.
Daryl gave a silent nod to Rick and crept up behind the first man very slowly and then…….
“Ya aint gonna fuckin touch her!!!” and Daryl jumped up and took the man by surprise, driving his hunting knife through the man’s skull, killing him instantly. He pulled his knife out and the man fell with a thud to the ground. The other man threw his weapon down and ran off. But, Daryl picked up the gun he had thrown and pulled the trigger and shot him in the head.
Melanie dropped to her knees and sobbed. Daryl was still not good with words and expressing his feelings. He put his hand on the top of Melanie’s head and then picked her up into his arms and laid her in the backseat of the car and climbed in next to her. Rick got into the driver’s seat and Glenn was front passenger. They raced off down the road to return home.
Hershel was standing out on the porch waiting for them to return. When they pulled up, he went straight to Melanie and saw that she was not hurt too badly. He would look her over better in the morning.
He pulled Daryl aside. “Make sure she gets rest…and have her come see me first thing in the morning.Ok?”
“Ya got it Doc.” Daryl said. He helped Melanie out of the car and the two walked across the field to the tent they shared.
Once inside, Daryl could see how exhausted Melanie looked.
“Better get ya in to bed. Look like yer gonna fall over.” He said.
“I’m alright.” She said,softly. “I am tired……….but there is something I want first.”
“Whats that?” Daryl asked.
“I want you to just make love to me….I was so scared. I thought I would never see you again, and I thought those men were gonna hurt me. The whole time, all I could think about was you and how much I love you and how all I wanted was to be back here in your arms with you inside me, filling me up. I know its late, but please, I need you.”
Daryl was stunned. After everything she had been through today, He was what she wanted most.
Before he could answer her, Melanie had kicked off her pants and thrown her t shirt across the tent. She laid down in their bed and unhooked her bra and dropped it casually on the floor. He just stood there, he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. She had never acted this way before.
As he stood there watching, she hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties and slid them down her legs, giving Daryl a perfect view of her entire body.
She looked at him and gave him a shy smile, but then her smile turned into a smirk and he knew that she knew exactly what she was doing. She was turning him on.
Melanie ran her hands over her body, beginning with her neck and working their way downwards. When she came to her breasts, she massaged them and rubbed them in circles and pulled on her nipples, making them extremely hard with just the slightest touch.
Daryl could feel himself becoming hard and he didn’t know how much more of this foreplay he could take.
She trailed her hands downward, away from her breasts, and across her stomach. From her stomach, they traveled downwards and through her pubic hair. She used her fingers to spread herself open, allowing Daryl to see everything. Her clit and her opening. She quietly and slowly began rubbing her clit. She could feel herself getting wet.
As Daryl watched Melanie, he kicked his own pants off and began stroking himself through his boxers. That sexy minx knows what she is doing to me, he thought, and she is enjoying it.
She made sure Daryl was looking at her. And she was looking at him.
She saw him pull his cock out of his boxers and start rubbing it. He spit on his hand to get enough slickness to start pumping it up and down as he watched her.
Watching him play with himself was turning Melanie on more and more. She took one finger and stuck it into her opening and pushed it in and pulled it out. She began massaging her clit as she fingered herself, her eyes never leaving Daryl’s.
She began rubbing her fingers in her wetness and sliding them up and down her slit, alternating between rubbing her clit and fingering herself.
Daryl was going to cum and he didn’t want to. Not yet, anyway. He didn’t want to cum unless he was buried inside Melanie, his favorite place to be. She was his safety, his love, his home.
He couldn’t take it anymore. He dropped to his knees in front of her and removed her hands. He pulled her up into a sitting position and scooted himself underneath her. Now they were touching chest to chest. He lowered Melanie down onto his throbbing, hard cock and quickly found the perfect rhythm that they both needed so much.
Up and down. In and out. Over and over they went. Until finally, neither could hold on any more and they let go, wrapped up in each other, a perfect fit.
As they came down from their orgasms, neither spoke. They just curled up and fell asleep. Ready to begin another day tomorrow.
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