The Way Forward

True to his word, Daryl was all over me all night. After the first time, he’d gone down stairs to get our glasses of wine and dinner. We’d sat in the bed, covers pulled up while we ate, talking comfortably.

“So… out there?” I asked, having a mouthful of pasta. “Where did you end up?”

He swallowed and cleared his throat.

“Followed the river, all the way to the ocean.” He said. “Never found anythin’. I came back up the other side of the river. I just walked, looked, thought…”

He looked into my eyes.

“How long you been thinkin’ ‘bout me?” He asked, taking a bite.

I smirked. “You mean generally? Or more enthusiastically?”

Daryl grinned. “More enthusiastically…”

I swallowed and blushed. 

“A while… I started to notice you about a year and a half ago. But I wasn’t ready for feelings back then…” 

I pulled the covers up a little, trying to cover myself, feeling suddenly a bit self conscious and vulnerable. 

“To be honest, I never thought I’d feel anything for anyone again, and was okay with that for a long time. But somewhere along the line, you caught my eye. At first I thought it was just physical attraction, but I found myself thinking about you more and more in other ways… every time you’d come back I’d fantasize a bit, but it never felt like the right time to try and see what your feelings were.”

He nodded and looked down at his wine, running his finger around the rim.

“Your turn,” I said, breathing in deeply. “How long have you liked me?”

He smiled and took a sip. “Always liked ya.”

“You know what I mean…” I playfully nudged him arm. “How long have you been thinking of us like this?”

Daryl looked into my eyes.

“I mean it… since I met ya.” He said, his voice rough and deep. “That first night, I was wary. And then you shared everythin’ you’d been through, what you’d done for the people you love. You were fuckin’ tough. I respected the hell outta ya.”

He put his empty bowl on the bedside table and shifted so that he was laying in the bed, his head propped up on his hand.

“You’d been through the darkest thing a person could go through, losin’ your man and your boy like that, and you made somethin’ of it. An’ you did it with grace. The world coulda made you bitter or angry. But you took it ‘n turned it into somethin’ else. That’s some alchemy shit…” He looked up into my eyes. 

I was breathing slightly harder now, touched by his feelings about me. 

“Then when you came back, I watched you become one of us. Nothin’ was too much to ask, you pulled your weight and then some. Made us all stronger.”

A lump formed in my throat. I wasn’t sure what to say but he continued on.

“I loved watchin’ ya with the kids. I loved watchin’ you in the garden, and when you were doin’ your crochet shit on the porch in the evenin’. I’ve loved your sense of humour and the way you talk funny.”

I swatted his arm as he grinned happily. I put the last spoonful of pasta in my mouth.

“I told you I never thought I was worthy of somethin’ like that.” Daryl said, his face going serious again. “I met a young couple out there, running away from their community down in Texas because their parents didn’t want them to be together. And for some stupid reason, my brain just said ‘Why the fuck not? Why the fuck am I holdin’ back anymore? What could I lose that I ain’t already lost?’... and somethin’ clicked. I’d been tryin’ not to dream about havin’ you for years, and I was done with it.”

He looked up at me and I put my empty bowl aside. I swallowed at the look that began to grow in his eyes.

“I seen the way you been lookin’ at me… pretending you weren’t. I ain’t no fool. I always thought you deserved better, someone like Jason, or Steve. But the last time I left, the way ya looked at me, it damn near broke me and I almost stayed.” He put his hand on mine. “I couldn’t help myself. I had to do somethin’. I don’t know what woulda happened if ya turned me down…”

I smiled and looked at him shyly. “That wouldn’t have ever been a question…” 

I linked my fingers through his and ran my thumb over his knuckle.

“Jason and Steve are great, but they’re not you…”

He looked up at me searchingly.

“You’re everything Daryl… the whole freakin’ package…” I continued. “Behind this rough and incredibly sexy exterior, is one of the kindest men I’ve ever met. There’s nothing that you do, that isn’t an act of love for someone else. Your kindness is incredibly endearing. And then there’s the fact you can handle yourself in pretty much every scenario. Just watching you out there, crossbow in hand…” I blew out. “It does things to a girl. And I’m not the only one who’s noticed you… I didn’t think you’d go for me coz here I am; just me. I’m not that exciting. I’m a homebody and I love ‘old lady’ hobbies… Oh and there’s nothing that you can’t fix apparently, girls love a man who’s good with his hands…”

I smirked down at him and saw his eyes grow darker.

“Ain’t nothin’ borin’ about ya.” He said. “Plus, it’s always the quiet ones who are freakiest in the sheets, they say..”

I blushed but bent down and kissed him.

“We’ll have to see…” I said cheekily.

Daryl growled a little and pulled me back and kissed me harder. My lips still on his, I shifted to lie down next to him. His hand came up to stroke my cheek.

I lifted my leg and slung it across his thigh. His hand left my face and grabbed my thigh, pulling me closer. I moaned and he started to nibble his way across my jaw.

“Mmmm… Daryl…” I breathed, scratching his back lightly with my nails.

“Mmm, I love hearin’ you say my name while you’re naked under me…” His voice low and rough. 

I kissed his neck, sucking lightly. I kind of wanted to leave a mark but thought better of it.

“I like being naked under you…” I said, reaching down and taking his cock in my hand. 

He was already incredibly hard and all I could think about was having him inside me again. He groaned as I stroked, then brought his mouth down to my nipple. He licked and swirled gently, then ever so gently bit down before sucking hard on it.

I groaned loudly, throwing my head back.

“I want you inside me…” I said breathily.

Daryl grunted in approval. “Yes ma’am…”

He kissed me hard, his tongue demanding entrance to my mouth. I obliged willingly and his tongue explored my mouth. He massaged my tongue and my hand came up to hold his face to me.

His hand went under the covers and he quickly entered me. Not gentle or slow this time, but a firm thrust straight in.

I gasped, throwing my head back again.

“Fuck…” I groaned.

He started a quick pace, shifting to lay over me. I held his biceps and he ground into me, each thrust making my breasts bounce. I watched his face, as he watched my chest. His face was dark with lust. I couldn’t believe it was me making him feel this way.

I gently scratched my nails up his sides and he dropped down over me, thrusting deeper. I moaned, unable to stop. He was making me feel so good and I was already sensitive and swollen from the first time. I reached up to kiss him lightly and moaned again when he thrust hard. 

Daaryl stopped deep inside of me, breathing hard. He kissed me hard and pulled out of me entirely. I wasn’t sure what he was doing until he rolled me over. He pulled my hips up with ease and I got up on all fours.

He quickly lined up and entered me. I moaned as he filled me deeper from this position. He leaned over me to kiss my shoulder, before grabbing my hips and beginning to thrust. I moaned again as he filled and stretched me deliciously. I was so slick from the first time, and my new arousal, he was just gliding in and out.

My shoulders and face dropped into the mattress, ass in the air. He groaned and began to pull my hips back to meet his thrusts. He was so deep now, so perfectly deep and I was constantly moaning.

“Yes!” I cried. “Yes, right there… please don’t stop! Oh god, don’t stop!”

He groaned and reached around to rub my clit. I started to cry out even louder. I don’t know how much more I could handle, I felt so sensitive but so close to orgasming. I spread my legs a little wider and began to buck back against him.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…” Was all I could manage.

“Fuck woman…” He groaned.

Daryl rubbed my clit furiously and suddenly I was coming hard. My legs locked up and he paused momentarily as my whole body shook. My mouth was wide in a silent cry and my eyes closed so hard that I was seeing stars. I clutched the sheets beneath me hard, holding on for dear life.

His hips followed mine as I spasmed and moved, before my body finally stopped. I finally let out a satisfied groan and remembered to breathe.

“Mmmm…” Was all I could vocalise. 

I felt him shift and pulse inside me and I reached up to his hand on my hip.

“Fuck me, Daryl…” I breathed. “Fuck me good…”

He bucked his hips hard and I moaned. He set off at a wild pace and his hand came down to smack my ass lightly. I groaned at that and started feeling like I wanted to talk dirty even more. I was over the edge and slightly crazed now.

“Yes… fuck my pussy hard…” My words elicited a loud groan from him and I felt spurred to continue.

He smacked my ass again a little harder.

“Yes… Daryl!” I cried out. “Fucking take it… it’s all yours!”

“Jesus, fuck…” He groaned out.

I just wanted him to keep filling me up now. I didn't care about chasing an orgasm, I just loved feeling him inside me. He fit me perfectly. I could feel his balls slapping against me with each thrust. I pushed myself back up on my hands again and bowed my back, really presenting my ass to him.

He grabbed a fistful of my hair and thrust hard.

“You take it so fuckin’ well…” He said. “Dirty girl…”

I moaned at that and started to buck back against his hips again.

“Entirely your fault.” I moaned. “You’re making me this way…” 

“Mmm… damn fuckin’ straight.” He ground out. “I like watchin’ you fall apart while I’m inside you…”

I gasped, getting more aroused by him talking dirty back to me. I don’t know what I wanted at this point, I just wanted him. I wanted more.

“Oh my god… so fucking good!” I cried.

He reached around to rub my clit again and I cried out, it felt so sensitive. I tried to pull his hand away, but his arm was so strong and he had me crying out over and over before he released me.

Daryl slowed down for a moment, and released my hair. He raked his nails gently down my back and I clenched around him in reaction. He groaned loudly.

“Mmm I want you to milk my cock like that when I cum in ya…” He groaned.

He pushed in real deep and held there before pulling out almost entirely. Then he thrust in hard, making me cry out. Then he started thrusting with renewed vigor.

“All mine…” He ground out. “Take me so well…”

I held onto the sheets below, trying not to slide up the bed with each thrust.

“All yours.” I panted. “I’m all fucking yours Daryl.”

His fingers dug hard into my hips and his moans started to get louder.

“Cum inside me, please! Fill me up…” I groaned.

That pushed Daryl over and he groaned loudly, holding my hips against him as he thrust his seed into me. He bucked with each spurt and I moaned, clenching my pussy around him, milking him as he asked. He slumped, pulling my hips down with him so he stayed inside me. He groaned, breathing heavily.

“Oh fuck woman…” He panted. 

I smiled lazily and sunk into the mattress a little, happy where I was until he wanted to release my body. I could hear him panting behind me still, but he rose slightly and bent over me to kiss my back a few times. He then slowly pulled out of me.

“Jesus Christ…” His voice was rough. “I could get used to seeing my cum drip out of ya… but I better not… not after tonight anyway. Tonight I want you full of me…”

I moaned as he ran his finger up my slit, spreading our combined juices. He dipped his finger inside me and pushed his cum back in.

“Ohhh…” I moaned. “That’s so fucking dirty and I love it…”

He groaned in agreement and kept finger fucking me gently. He bent down, kissing and gently biting my ass cheek before finally taking his finger out. 

Daryl moved to lay down next to me and I all but collapsed into the bed. I pushed my hair out of my face to look over at him. I had a very satisfied smiled on my face, and he couldn't help but grin back at me.

“That was fucking next level…” I said sleepily. 

“Mmm… agreed.” He growled tiredly, reaching down to pull the blankets over us.

He stroked my cheek and grabbed my hand, placing a kiss on my palm. I closed my eyes and sighed, deeply content.

Sleep took me over quickly.

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