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Forever Rising Phoenix	By : ImagineLayla131 Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 7147 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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1. I spent all last week trying to come up with a question to ask Andrew Lincoln on Talking Dead, but came up with nothing. On Sunday, I FINALLY came up with a brilliant question, called in on two different phones for a total of 150 times, only to find out that the producers loved my question but they couldn't use it. I was offered an alternative question to ask on the air and I accepted! I listened to the entire show LIVE and was the only call in on the After After Show! I'm 2 for 2 with the Talking call ins (I was on Talking Bad last summer). It's so incredible to hear it all live, especially what's going on BEFORE the show, not to mention Andrew Lincoln's voice sounded beyond dreamy on my phone ;). I posted a clip of my call in, which is on the Talking Dead website under extras for Episode 416. My question spun off into an entire conversation, which was pretty awesome. I just wish that Chris Hardwick would have pronounced my name properly! EE-LAH-NAH! Lol. Another thing I'm excited about is that now all of the readers will be provided with Delilah's voice to put to the cover image of her, thanks to this clip! I've been told my voice fits my picture, let me know what you think! You already know what the established characters sound like, but not the original characters. Also, I posted a link of Delilah's Phoenix necklace (which I just got!). If neither of the links work, both the video and the picture will be on my Instagram, follow me rocknrollprincess131!
Sorry if this chapter is so long, I couldn't split it up. Knowing how the rest of the story will unfold, this was one of the hardest chapters to write, but it is the most intimate and might just be my favorite. Enjoy! :)
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NOR HAVE ANY AFFILIATIONS WITH THE WALKING DEAD FRANCHISE, JELLY BELLY, IN YOUR EYES, TRUE, UNDERNEATH YOUR CLOTHES, AND SYRUP AND HONEY. ALL PROPERTIES OWNED BY FRANK DARABONT AND AMC (TELEVISION SERIES), ROBERT KIRKMAN AND TONY MOORE (COMIC BOOK SERIES), DAVID KLEIN AND THE JELLY BELLY COMPANY, PETER GABRIEL, RYAN CABRERA, SHAKIRA, AND DUFFY,, RESPECTIVELY. I ONLY OWN MY OWN ORIGINAL IDEAS AND CHARACTERS.
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WARNING: STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT, STEAMINESS, AND FLUFF!
Chapter Twenty Two: Lovely Promises
It took a while, but Tyler finally got to his feet, feeling like he had a thousand needles in his body. He felt like he didn't have much longer, but he had to get the hell away from Jellbany and those crazy people, they were untouchable. As he started limping away, he heard shuffling footsteps and a voice call out to him, one that wasn't easily recognizable.
"Tyler, wait! Don't go!"
TWENTY MINUTES LATER
Delilah woke up, still feeling groggy with blurred vision, she felt like somebody hit her in the head with a sledge hammer and thought she was hearing familiar voices.
"I think she's waking up." It sounded like Maggie, while the next voice sounded like Rick.
"Delilah?" The voices echoed. She blinked a couple times until her vision cleared up, seeing that Rick and Maggie were watching her.
"How are you feeling?" Maggie asked.
Delilah looked down, seeing that she was in her bed and back in her shorts and shirt, but a tingling sensation filled her wrists, ankles, and mouth. That was when all the memories came flooding back to her, everything Tyler did and what he was about to do to her. Her eyes widened in anxiety ridden fright that he was still here.
"Oh, my god! Tyler! I have to get him out of here!" She yanked back the covers.
"Wait, Delilah!" Rick tried to stop her, only for Delilah to fall when her feet hit the ground, her legs felt like jelly, as if she were paralyzed. He got on the floor, trying to help her up and gently grabbed her shoulders. "Delilah, listen."
She shook her head defiantly. "No, I have to get rid of him, NOW! He's dangerous! I have to get him away from Judith and the other kids before he hurts them again!" Delilah tried to get out of his grip, only for him to pull her back down. She looked at him and saw the same fright in his eyes that hers also held over what harm Tyler could have possibly done.
"Delilah, honey, he's gone." Maggie spoke up, to which Delilah looked at her quizzically.
"What? What do you mean? The last thing I remember was him about to rape me."
Rick shook his head. "Daryl and I stopped him before it got that far and beat the crap out of him. Maggie and Glenn got some hits in, also. Bottom line, he's banished into exile without anything. His injuries are pretty severe, I don't think he'll survive."
She looked at him, her eyes filled with tears of comfort that they were all safe. "Oh, thank God!" Delilah leaned forward and wrapped her arms around him. He hugged her back and looked at Maggie, who was watching the whole scene with a bit of a happy twinkle in her eyes. Rick pulled Delilah back, looking at her.
"Everybody is fine, now, but what do you mean when you said before he hurts the other children again? Did he do something?"
As she was about to speak, a knock made the three of them turn their heads around to see Glenn and Madison in the doorway, both with solemn expressions on their faces.
"Hey, you guys." Glenn said.
"Delilah! You're awake!" Madison ran into the room and onto the floor, tightly hugging Delilah. Glenn followed behind, wrapping an arm around Maggie's shoulders.
Rick looked at them. "What's the word?"
"I'll tell you what's the word: If I ever see that sociopath again, I'll go Annie Wilkes on his ass, hobble him and then break every bone in his body. NOBODY does that, especially to my best friend, and should get to live to see tomorrow." Madison hugged Delilah tighter, her statement was touching despite the wrath of intensity.
"Thank you, Maddie." Delilah said quietly before exiting the hug, leaning against the bed.
Rick gulped, regretting not killing Tyler, but he was probably dead right now. He looked over at Glenn. "Any updates?"
"We checked the area, there's no sign of him. Tyreese and Michonne have offered to stand guard for the night, Daryl already turned in."
"That's good. Apparently, this isn't his first offense." He turned back to Delilah, looking at her with gentle eyes. "Sweetheart, I need to know what he did. Tyler's gone now, you don't have to worry about it happening again, but I have to know. We don't have secrets from each other." He could feel the stares when he called her "sweetheart", but he didn't care, it was the least of their worries. Then again, they were all shaken up and everybody knew about them, it wasn't a big deal anymore.
Delilah took a deep and shaky breath, the worried look still on her face, she was scared that he would take it out on her. "The night before you and I left to look for Michonne, when we were interrupted by Judith, it was because of Tyler. He pinched her arm really hard and pulled her hair to scare her awake. Tyler knew about us the whole time, since that first night you were in my room. He stole the GPS I gave Glenn and followed us to Lumpkin and he was the one that told Carl to come up here this morning. I'm so sorry, Rick. If I had known about any of this, especially Judith, I wouldn't have let him stay here, I really didn't know." She turned her head and blinked, letting the tears fall down. Tears of displeasure, regret, and guilt, feeling like such a failure in Rick's eyes.
The confession silenced everybody. It had made them angrier for not beating him even hardier, scared that it happened in the first place, and troubled that they hadn't known at all.
"Damn it, I told you something was up with him that night." Glenn whispered to Maggie.
Rick felt her pain and it killed him that she blamed herself. How could she when she didn't know? Nobody did. Daryl was right, Rick should have just let him drop Tyler from the window when he had him in his clutches. Not only had Tyler tried to attack Delilah, he had assaulted his child. Had Rick known about that, he wouldn't have hesitated for a second in killing him in cold blood.
Another knock at the door interrupted them. "Is everything ok?"
They looked over to see Beth and Carl standing there with Judith. Beth looked concerned, while Carl's sullen demeanor from earlier had faded a little, but he didn't look as concerned as Beth, more staid than anything.
When Delilah saw Carl holding Judith, it validated that she had done them wrong. She further burst into tears and flew into Rick's lap, not caring if he was mad at her or not. Delilah buried her face in his chest, sobbing, and held onto his shoulder. "I'm so sorry, Rick!"
Rick could feel all eyes on him, especially Carl, but he wasn't going to neglect Delilah to appease his son. He wrapped his arms around her, stroking her hair, just like he did the night she had her nightmare.
"Don't cry, beautiful." He whispered before looking over at Carl, who was now trying to hide an inquisitive gaze, for he hadn't seen his father act like this towards anybody in a long time…
"Ok... I think we should give the two of you some privacy, this has been enough excitement for one evening." Maggie said, walking over to Beth. "Come on, Beth, you can help me and Glenn clean up Leisure Zone. It's our night to do it anyway."
"Alright..." She looked at her sister and back at Rick and Delilah, confused.
Glenn joined them, they were about to leave when Delilah popped her head up. "Gleggie?"
The couple turned around. "Yes, Delilah?" Maggie asked.
"Thank you both for helping tonight, and with everything."
They smiled at her. "Of course we would. You didn't give up on us when we were at our lowest, there's no way in hell we'd do that to you." Glenn said.
"We're all family now, Delilah. You're our sister and we'll always be here, just like you are for us." Maggie said, which made Beth give her a shocked look that went unnoticed.
Delilah smiled at them. "I know. I love you both."
"We love you too, Delilah." Glenn said.
"Get some rest, we'll see you in the morning." Maggie joined, and the three of them walked out.
Madison got up to leave when Rick gently grabbed her forearm. "Madison?" He looked up at her.
"Yes, Rick?"
"Can you do me a favor and keep an eye out on Carl and Judith for me? I hope it's not a burden, I'm going to stay the night with Delilah, she's so shaken up that I don't want to leave her alone."
The cowgirl smiled down at him warmly and nodded. "Of course, I will, it's not a burden at all. You can count on me, Rick."
He returned the smile. "Thank you, I appreciate it."
Madison kissed Delilah on the head. "Good night, hun. I'll come by and check on you later, but you've gotta try to get some sleep, too. Night, Rick."
"Night."

She walked over to Carl, who was still intently watching his dad and holding onto Judith. Madison walked up to him and swept the baby out of his arms. "Come on, Carl. Let's go put her to bed." She walked ahead of him as he watched his dad go back to hugging a crying Delilah. Unenthusiastically, he obliged, closing the door and following her into the hall.
"I don't need a babysitter, I'm fourteen, I can look after myself and my sister."
"Well, your dad asked me to keep an eye out on you both, so that's exactly what I'm doing and that's that."
Carl scoffed as they got into Judith's room. "Yeah, he's trying to distract us so he could get laid. I don't know why everybody else was involved, but she's probably crying because she doesn't want him to dump her. Typical desperate chick move." Although he was happy that he got his picture back, Carl was still perturbed about his father's relationship with Delilah.
Madison gently put Judith down in her crib and stormed over, lightly pushing Carl out of the room before closing the door and giving him an annoyed look. Her patience was officially worn. "Listen, kid, I've about had it up to here with your attitude, I caught the snide comments and menacing looks all day. How could you act like that towards Delilah when she stuck her neck out for you? When she first found Maggie and the others and decided to help them find the rest of the group, we all told Delilah not to give it a second thought, that it was too much of a risk and to move on, but she refused to let them go on thinking that the family they had was forever gone. She went through with it and didn't stop until every last person was found, and she stuck her neck out for you again today, practically risking her life, to get your picture. Stop being selfish and ungrateful and think about everything she's done for you and all the good things that have happened in the past couple months because of her. It's not my business to tell you the reason why Delilah's crying right now, but it is my business to tell you to grow up and accept that she's with your father instead of acting like a bitter brat over it. It always seems as if you're trying to prove yourself to the world, your whole immature outlook on their relationship only makes you look like a little boy."
She turned on her heel and walked down the hall, leaving Carl with a slightly terrified look on his face and absolutely flabbergasted. He didn't think the wacky cowgirl would have such a temper and sternness, but her speech struck a nerve. Carl went into his room to think over his actions.

After about thirty minutes of crying, Rick felt Delilah's body stop shaking in his arms and her breathing return to normal. Anytime he had seen her cry, but especially now, it had broken his heart. It was more than sympathy, because her pain had now become his pain, and that was genuine love. Rick pulled her back and tried to get her to look at him.
"Delilah, please look at me." She finally looked up, her eyes glistening. "You did nothing wrong, no one knew how demented he really was, but he'll never bother us again, because he's far gone from here and never coming back. Tyler doesn't stand a chance out there, I can guarantee it."
His statement only made her start crying again. "I failed! I promised I would protect everybody and I let you down when Tyler did that to Judith. How could you even look at me? I'm a monster!" She buried her face in her hands while he grabbed onto her shoulders, trying to snap her out of it.
"No, you're not, you're the complete opposite of a monster! You can't beat yourself up over this, just like you can't beat yourself up over Carl finding out. I know you're upset, but think of it this way: Even though the way everybody found out was not how we planned, now he and everybody else know. Plus, it helped us admit our feelings for each other."
Delilah stopped crying and looked up at him, her confused gaze meeting his serious one. "What?" She assumed she was hearing things, was he about to say what she thought he would?
Rick didn't even blink, he stared keenly at her. The fact that she was so upset over this only proved that she loved him and his kids, and that it was real. He opened his mouth, which suddenly felt dry, but forced himself to finally say those three little words.
"I love you."
Delilah, as always, could tell that he meant it by his eyes, and although she wanted to smile, she held back. She shook her head and frowned, what if this was only out of pity?
"No. Don't. Don't tell me that."
He could tell that she was doubting his words, and that was the last thing he wanted her to think.
"I'm not telling you that because you're vulnerable and scared right now, because I am, too. When I saw you tied up on the floor and what he was about to do, I could literally feel my heart stop. That me not telling you sooner put you in that position, and I don't want anything dangerous to ever happen to you." In a way, he felt guilty for not telling her when he wanted to.
"Don't say that, either. It was because of Tyler's deranged warped mind that put me in that position. Besides, neither one of us was going to say it before today. I went against every single rule of mine telling you that I loved you. I could have waited, but I told you because I thought I was gonna die at the prison, and I didn't want to leave without you knowing how I feel."
Delilah was starting to get angry with herself, how could she have been so naïve? She had followed her heart and look at all the problems it had caused. It seemed like she almost regretted saying it, she couldn't be an Indian giver with her feelings, and he wasn't going to be one with his. Rick took a deep breath, securing her gaze once again.
"I've been feeling it for a while. It started when I saw how you were with my kids and how they took such an immediate liking to you. I got this warm feeling every time I thought back on or saw it, but I realized I was falling for you on the ride to Fort Gaines, when you asked me if I believe in life after love. I almost said it today, actually, when you were tending my wounds." He pulled something out of his pocket and reached over. Delilah thought he was going to kiss her and turned her head away, but when he pulled back, she looked down to see that he had put her Phoenix necklace back on.
He remembered. She thought to herself as she resumed eye contact.
"Delilah, the day I met you was when the world started to make sense again. You saw the true me underneath the shield, which was somebody I had been unable to see for a long time, and you stopped at nothing to bring it out of me. I didn't know you'd be what I was looking for, what I needed, you're all I'll ever need. When you've fallen, I've caught you, and I'm not gonna put you down, because when you love somebody, you'll carry them no matter. I'm sorry it took so long for me to say the words, I was unsure that I could ever fall in love again, but I have, and it's real. Delilah, you're mine, and I love you."
He had to let her know that she was his girl, the one that he wanted to protect, she had his heart, something that he was taking a chance giving to another human being. Delilah opened her mouth to speak, but Rick leaned in and cut her off with an amorous kiss.
Delilah gave in, she had cracked her poker face and revealed her feelings, only to have them reciprocated. They had met when they needed somebody in their lives and not realized it, but they were together at last. They understood each other and now they were in love, Delilah was over the moon, but wanted it to be sealed with more than a kiss. She broke the kiss and looked at him, her eyes and expression had softened greatly.
"I have something for you." Delilah got up, the wobbly feeling in her legs was suddenly gone, it was as if she was on a cloud. She dimmed the lights and walked over to her dresser, pulling a lighter out of her drawer. After lighting a few birthday cake and sugar cookie scented candles, she began flipping through a CD case. "I made this mix before the outbreak, and could never find the right person to give it to. Billy wouldn't have appreciated it, and by the time I realized my feelings for Angelo, it was too late. I told you on the way to Lumpkin that there's always a song to describe how I'm feeling. This time, it's a whole mix of songs that are poignant and true to heart. Some people have one song, but when I think about you, it's an entire compilation."
Delilah felt Rick's arms wrap around her waist, lightly kissing her neck before resting his chin on her shoulder. It brought her back to that first night, how he kissed her unexpectedly when she cried, and how she hoped that things would progress to the level of "making love". She pulled a CD out of the sleeve and lifted up the stereo door. "I didn't know if or when I'd ever find somebody else. I was so jilted by my last relationship that I almost gave up on it ever happening. Except I'm glad I didn't stop believing, because now I have it, and I love you." Delilah put the CD in and pressed "Play". "In Your Eyes" by Peter Gabriel began to play as she turned around in his arms, seeing the love in his eyes and knowing how right this all felt. "Please, take me again, like only you know how, and like you never have before."
Rick recognized the song, from that movie where the guy held up the boom box for his girlfriend, the title was escaping him at the moment, but he thought it was beautiful and fitting. He knew exactly what she wanted to say and couldn't, that she wanted him to make love to her. While he wanted to, he was a little hesitant after everything that had transpired not even an hour before. Would she really want to have sex after almost being raped?
"Are you sure you want to do this?" He whispered against her lips.
She gazed up at him, her big aquamarine eyes filled with innocent longing, putting her hands on his chest. "I want to feel again. I need you."
That was all Rick had to hear. He brought their bodies closer together, feeling Delilah melt into his touch, and kissed her lovingly. She felt so secure in his hold, as if time had stopped and the problems of the world fell by the wayside. There was not a single thing or person that could ruin this moment. Rick lifted her up as she simultaneously wrapped her arms around his neck and carried her bridal style, walking over and laying her down on her bed, the kiss never breaking.
Delilah ran the tip of her tongue across his lips before sucking on them, making him groan and pull in closer to her. They were both longing for the other's touch, and began to slowly undress. Rick moved his hands down lower, landing on her tiny shorts, undoing the button and zipper. His fingers found themselves looped into the sides of her panties as he pulled them down along with the shorts. Delilah unbuttoned his shirt, one by one, pushing it off of him. He slid the shirt she was wearing up her midriff and over her head, gently kissing her breasts as he undid her bra. She arched forward into his kisses all over her naked body, closing her eyes and softly mewling from the heightened enjoyment she was receiving. Rick was being so light and delicate with her, as if she were a priceless china doll that would smash into a million pieces at the slightest roughness. She had never experienced this kind of intimacy before him. "Rick, no man has ever made me feel like this." Delilah didn't care if it sounded like it came from some clichéd romance, she wanted him to know everything.
"I've been thinking about this all day, about how much you mean to me and how scared I was when you went to the prison. The thought of ever losing you, it terrified me." He softly caressed up and down her body as his lips landed on hers eagerly. Rick had been frightened beyond doubt that she wouldn't come back alive. He adored and cherished Delilah, she was his Phoenix, and without her, he would fall. She stroked his face as her fingers traveled through his hair before pulling back, seeing the fondness and adoration in his eyes. The lyrics of the song played, the light and heat was definitely in both their eyes.
"I know, I'm so sorry I put you through that. I swear, I won't ever leave again. Right now, I can't lose another second without you." Delilah's hands left his hair, sliding down his chest and to the buckle of his belt. Rick tilted her chin up, meeting her lips halfway in a fervor as she removed his pants, swiftly pushing his briefs down. He reached into her night stand, pulling out a condom and a bottle of lube. Better safe than sorry, Rick ended up grabbing the lube at Target, putting it with their condom stash in her drawer. It hadn't been tried out yet, and he figured now was a perfect time, so they could both feel every inch of each other. They kept kissing while he rubbed the lube on the tip of the condom and her lower lips, which were already soaking wet. The sensation made her gasp in his mouth and rock herself against his fingers as they teased her opening. Delilah couldn't recall a time in her life where she had felt this wonderful, it was only with Rick, and that's all it would ever be.
This was the perfect way to express their blossoming love for one another. He placed his forearms on either side of her as he smoothly moved forward, the slipperiness of the lubricant allowed him to almost glide all the way through her tight canal. Delilah sighed, the combination of his whole length deeply sheathed inside her inflexible layers made him shudder upon entry. Everything and everybody else -Jellbany, the prison, Daryl, Tyler, Carl, Lori, Carol, Billy, Christine- it had all become irrelevant at this moment. The only thing that mattered was each other.
Rick leaned down and kissed Delilah, it seemed like he could never get enough, and she of him. The tenderness between them was rising to passion as he rode her, up and down, with the same softness of his lips against hers. It was more than just physically feeling each other. They had had sex many times before, almost every night since they returned from Lumpkin, but it was especially intimate now, the warmth and affection that was the foundation of their mutual endearment radiated through in this instant.

Glenn and Maggie were in the hallway, on their way to bed, when they heard muffled music coming from Delilah's room. They shared a curious glance. "That song sounds familiar." Maggie said.
He nodded. "Yeah, it's from that Cameron Crowe movie Say Anything. The one where John Cusack holds up the boom box."
"Oh yeah! You're right, it is." She looked over at her door. "I wonder what they're doing in there."
"Mmm, Rick, I love how you feel inside me…" came through the door, followed by two different sets of moans. The young couple looked at each other and burst into a fit of laughter.
"Looks like everything between them is resolved." Glenn said.
"Yes, sure is. See? I told you they had a thing for each other." Her eyes glimmered with a sly enthusiasm.
He rolled his eyes, smiling at her. "You were right, I was the last one to catch on."
She giggled. "You sure were."
There was a brief silence before it was broken by Glenn. "How are you doing, Maggie?"
Maggie looked over at him, returning the smile. "Despite the panic over Delilah, which brought me back to what The Governor put me through, I couldn't ask for anything more. We're all together again, Beth is back, and I have you. I'm happy."
"I love you, Maggie." Every time Glenn looked at Maggie, he was reminded of everything they had endured and how they had grown through their love. They wouldn't be the same without each other.
"I love you, too, Glenn." She gave him an affectionate kiss before he led her by the hand to their room.

"Good night, guys. Don't be out too long." Sasha said to her brother and Michonne.
"We're on the night watch, sis. Gotta keep an eye out to make sure that freak doesn't come back."
"That's right, because if he does, he's gonna be introduced to the end of my blade." Michonne said, patting her katana in it's holster.
"I wouldn't want to witness that. See you in the morning, y'all." Bob said.
"Night."
Michonne and Tyresse watched the two of them walk off, hand in hand, before sitting down on the front steps of Leisure Zone. "Delilah really needs to consider having a gate constructed, more than ever now thanks to that psycho."
She nodded and turned to him. "Yep. So, how do you feel about Bob with your sister?"
He shrugged. "Seems like a good guy, proved himself to be strong and helpful, looks like they get along. I trust him. What do you think about Rick with Delilah?"
Michonne scoffed. "Miss California Teen Dream? I knew something was going on between them as soon as they found me. I caught on before everybody else here did."
"She's old enough to be his daughter." Tyreese said with a smirk, which made Michonne roll her eyes.
"Who cares? He's happy, that's all that matters, and I know she loves him. Judging by the way he looks at her, the feeling is shared. I can tell." They gazed up at the evening upper atmosphere, which was a little foggy but clear enough to see the coating of tiny stars over the dark blue sky, with a gleaming half moon.
"Sure is beautiful tonight."
She nodded. "Sure is. I can't even remember the last time I watched the moon."
Tyreese gulped nervously, finally ready to make his move. "I wasn't talking about the moon, Michonne."
Michonne glanced over just as he leaned in and kissed her. She was surprised, she had always had a little thing for Tyreese, but never thought it would go anywhere. Judging by the way he kissed her, Tyreese had the same feelings as well. Michonne responded, wrapping an arm around his neck as he gently laid her down on the step, which proceeded into a high school make out session.

"Oh, Delilah, you feel so incredible." Rick moaned as he pulled out to the tip and flew back in, grinding at an intermediate rapidity as he kissed her neck, making his way to her earlobe. They had switched positions from missionary and were now facing each other side by side with her legs scissored through his while his right hand rested on the small of her back. "You are so incredible." Before Delilah, he had only been used to a few positions, but she brought out the sexual curiosity he never knew he had, not to mention the thrill of keeping up with her youthful stamina. "In Your Eyes" had finished and gone into "True" by Ryan Cabrera, now "Underneath Your Clothes" by Shakira was in it's last minute. All the songs were beautiful and touching in their lyrics and further complimented the ambiance of the room. He was so into the whole encounter that he almost didn't feel the wetness on his face, and saw that Delilah had tears in her eyes. "Baby, what's wrong? Did I hurt you?"
She shook her head. "No, the complete opposite."
"Then why are you crying?" He stopped, looking down at her, as "Syrup and Honey" by Duffy started playing.
Delilah hadn't meant to cry, but the sincere beauty of this experience was heavenly yet overwhelming. "You helped me, too. You helped me find myself again so I could see the light that was still left in this dark existence we now live in. I feel like I should have told you sooner that you saved me from my loneliness." Even though she had friends around her, she had been lonely in love. Rick rescued her from the deep depression that isolation stems from, and for that, she would be eternally grateful.
The first verse of the song was coming to an end, before leading into the chorus, as Rick wiped away the stray tears with his finger and cupped her face with his left hand, locking eye contact. "I'm not going anywhere, you have me, and you'll never be without me again."
"Baby, baby, baby spend your time on me."
The words could not have been more fitting to his promise. Delilah leaned over and kissed him zealously, lightly raking her nails up and down his back, a move that made him moan even more as he resumed the pace. He knew she believed him and that he meant every word. The love they shared was poignant and genuine, baring their souls and revealing their flaws, they took each other for what they were: People that had bonded together and mended their broken hearts in the process.
Rick accelerated his speed, the familiar white hot electric feeling spread throughout their bodies. Delilah stopped her fingernail strokes and wrapped her arms firmly around his back, bringing Rick's body as close to hers as was physically possible, sucking on his tongue as her walls secured such a strong grip on his shaft that sent them both to the top of the stratosphere.
"DON'T STOP! AHHH!" Delilah loudly moaned. Rick found all her moans, gasps and sighs to be the hottest thing he ever heard. Like the heart shaped birthmark, they drove him wild and he always wanted more, which resulted in their prolonged sessions. Luckily, the music had been at a volume that was high enough to tune out the moaning to everybody else on the floor, but low enough that they wouldn't wake up. She added to the momentum by gyrating her hips in circles around his member, making it all the way deep inside her fit even tighter. They were already over the edge, those little circular motions of hers had them diving head first into the sea of orgasms.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" Rick shouted.
It was the first time that they simultaneously climaxed, which was proving to be an unbelievable rush. They had reached their highest peak of divine heaven, becoming an erotic explosion for their senses with a performance of thrusts, licks, strokes, and moans. The rush of it all felt endless, neither one of them wanted this to finish as the burning sensation from the flare up inside the condom cooled down with the release of her quivering wet embrace, indicating the finale of this incredible and passionate cabaret.
Once they came down from their irresistibly sensual high and their breathing returned, they were totally spent, still tangled in her lavender satin sheets and in the side by side position. Even if they could move, it was too damn relaxing not to. Delilah's room had become their own little secluded sex-filled paradise, completely shut out from everybody else. She looked over at Rick and started giggling, which made him give her a puzzled look.
"What's so funny?"
Delilah rolled over so she was on top of him, folding her arms across his chest. "I just realized something."
Rick propped her left elbow up and took her hand in his, intertwining their fingers. "Which is?"
She laced her fingers through his right hand, laying it on his chest. "That the world literally had to go to hell in order for me to find the right guy."
They both started laughing over the truth of it. "Proves how fucked up fate can be, huh?"
"I'll say." Delilah said. She started swinging his hand slowly back and forth as the silence kicked in. There was something important that she needed from him, something that had to be acknowledged with a clear mind and not in the thralls of passion. "Promise me one thing?"
"What's that?" He brought her right hand up and gave it a kiss.
"I know that this is going to sound ridiculous, like it's out of some teen drama or whatever, but this is important."
Rick smirked, she always had to elaborate on things, it was one of her odd yet adorable quirks. "I'm listening."
She batted her eyelashes at him. "Rick… Promise me that no matter what happens, whether our romantic relationship lasts or not, that you'll never leave me. I know you said something similar a few minutes ago, but I need to know that it wasn't just said in the moment and that it was genuine, because it is to me. It's more than not being lonely anymore or having this kind of liaison. You, Carl, Judith, you're my family now. I love and care about all of you so much and I don't even want to think about what things would be like without you three in it." Delilah looked away, feeling a little embarrassed and was praying he didn't think she was some possessive Fatal Attraction nut job.
It was one of the most sincere requests he had ever heard, and he couldn't think of a reason why not. Rick caressed Delilah's cheek, making her look over at him. "Delilah, I promise you, that I'm not going anywhere. Me and my kids., we will always be here, no matter what happens. You'll never be without us again, me especially." He certified his promise with a kiss. They were family now. Even if the future was unknown, he still wanted to be with her, for as long as the gods of time and fate allowed them.
WOW! STEAMINESS AND ROMANCE TO THE MAX! I HAD A HARD TIME PICKING A SONG, SO I JUST MIXED IT UP. HAVE A FEELING RICK WILL KEEP HIS PROMISE, THEY REALLY DO LOVE EACH OTHER. I KNOW THAT TYREESE AND MICHONNE DATED IN THE COMICS, SO THAT'S WHY I DECIDED TO GO WITH THAT PAIRING. WHAT WILL HAPPEN THE NEXT DAY? WILL DARYL EVER APOLOGIZE TO DELILAH AND WILL CARL LEARN FROM HIS ACTIONS? IS BETH JEALOUS OF MAGGIE'S FRIENDSHIP WITH DELILAH? IN A FEW MORE CHAPTERS, SOME SURPRISE GUESTS, BOTH ORIGINAL AND WALKING DEAD, WILL BE POPPING INTO THE STORY, SO BRACE YOURSELVES! CHAPTER TWENTY THREE COMING SOON!
BE SURE TO FOLLOW THE STORY FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!
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