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Hello world and my wonderful readers! How is everybody doing?
I was cracking up writing the "A Whole New World" rendition, the "Be Our Guest" rendition is actually a work in progress. Has anybody seen the Pillsbury Cinnamon Roll commercial with the family saying who should get the last cinnamon roll, and the son wins because he does The Robot? Every time I write a Ricklilah lemon, I keep hearing that kid's robot sound! LMAO!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NOR HAVE ANY AFFILIATIONS WITH THE WALKING DEAD FRANCHISE OR A WHOLE NEW WORLD. ALL PROPERTIES OWNED BY FRANK DARABONT AND AMC (TELEVISION SERIES), ROBERT KIRKMAN AND TONY MOORE (COMIC BOOK SERIES), ALAN MENKEN AND TIM RICE, RESPECTIVELY. I ONLY OWN MY OWN ORIGINAL IDEAS AND CHARACTERS.
WARNING: STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT AND FEELS
Chapter Twenty Five: Clear Air
"My sweet boy, the best thing I ever did, I love you more than anything." She gave him a big kiss on the cheek and head, along with one final tight hug.
"I love you, too, Mom." He hugged her tighter until she slipped away, knowing it would be the last hug for them. Lori got back on Jagger and rode off, but turned around. "Good night, love." She said with a beautiful smile and turned back towards the field. Carl watched her ride off into the sunset and before everything went to white, he knew what he had to do when he awoke…
6:45 am
The sun was starting to peak through the morning twilight, doing it's job of greeting the new day. Delilah woke up much earlier than usual, long before the alarm was set to go off. Having suffered from insomnia for years, she was by no means an early bird gets the worm type, but rather a night owl. Surprisingly, after the rollercoaster of events that occurred last night, she had managed to sleep well. She lifted her head off of Rick's chest and felt her face break out in a smile as he lay sleeping, looking ever so handsome and relaxed. Delilah loved waking up in his arms and hoped it would be like that always. Everything seemed blissful until his words about Daryl immediately rang in her head.
While it was hard to believe, she knew that it happened, the part that left her discombobulated was Daryl coming to apologize. It was the last thing she ever expected out of him, but maybe he had a change of heart. Either way, she wanted to find out if it was true. Plus, she kind of owed him an apology also. Delilah got out of bed as silently as she could, this was something she had to do on her own, Rick would understand. She went into the bathroom and washed her face, going over the words in her head, but suddenly felt a little self conscious and nervous as she looked at herself in the mirror. Delilah had fallen asleep in Rick's button up shirt that made her boobs look even bigger and fell right below her ass. If he saw her standing up wearing it, she knew that he'd probably come in and do her right against the sink. She giggled to herself at the sexily absurd thought, but her smile faded as she thought about Daryl.
I can't go looking like this, he'll just eye fuck me like he did yesterday.
Delilah shook her head in slight disgrace. No matter what, she knew that no matter whether she was single or in a relationship, she would always second guess men's looks towards her, everybody's looks to be exact. She never knew if they were looks of kindness, lust, or judgment, and it would probably be like that for the rest of her life.
TEN MINUTES LATER
Delilah found herself in front of Daryl's door, hesitating to knock, but knew he was awake because she heard movement on the other side of the door. She changed into an oversized Motley Crue T shirt that was so huge it went almost to her knees. It was originally a gift from Billy, who accidentally got her the wrong shirt, but she loved it so much she kept it anyway, and it certainly came in handy now. She was also devoid of any makeup, which made her look younger as well as wholesome over seductive.
"Just knock." Delilah took a deep breath and lightly knocked, loud enough for him to hear but low enough as to not wake anybody else up. Almost five seconds later, Daryl answered the door, wearing a pair of jeans and no shirt, looking a little tired.
Delilah had to do everything to prevent gawking, but she was sure he saw her eyebrows go up curiously and her eyes widen when she saw him shirtless. She already knew he had gorgeous arms, but to see him like this completed the package, his chest and abs were very nicely defined. Comparing him to Billy and Rick, Daryl was somewhere in between. "Uh, hey."
"Hey." He said quietly, eyeing her up and down. "Nice shirt." Even though she was pretty dressed down and had not a stitch of makeup on, Daryl still thought Delilah looked sexy. Damn shame that Grimes got to her before I did. Bet he can't make her see God like I can.
"Thanks. How'd you sleep?" She knew he was checking her out, proving that no matter how she looked or what she wore, it was inevitable.
"Fine, you?"
"Fine."
Like yesterday, the tension was there once again, but it was more awkwardness. They couldn't stand there forever, so Delilah broke the ice. "Look, Rick told me what happened, how you got in my room first and pulled Tyler off of me. I wanted to show my gratitude, so, thank you very much. It was a really noble thing to do for somebody you don't like." Why did I say that?! She felt like an idiot, but all Daryl did was shrug.
"No problem. I wanted to kill the bastard, but it was a three to one vote to let him go."
"I don't think he'll be coming back. Like Rick said, he won't make it out there."
"There's no way to be sure now. I was coming up to apologize to you. I was kind of being an asshole, even after you said I could look for Carol. You stuck your neck out for people you don't know and got them back together. In my opinion, you still come off as a bit of a spoiled princess bitch. That will take a while for me to change my mind about, but I do see that you're a good one, and that you do know about feelings and getting hurt. So, I'm sorry."
She sheepishly smiled, a little thrown off by the half insult, but she let it slide. "Thank you. I'm sorry, too. I shouldn't have retaliated like that, there was just a lot going on yesterday, except that's not really an excuse. Even though I still think you're kind of a jerk, I can tell that there's more than meets the eye."
He scratched the back of his head, then began rubbing the stubble on his chin. Was he nervous, too? There was something about Delilah that made him feel a flurry of different emotions, ones that he had become used to while others were resurfacing after years of being sealed away. "Yeah, guess I had that coming. I was a prick yesterday. Being like that is just how I was raised, but I'm not all bad."
Delilah nodded. "I know. If you really hated me, you wouldn't have pulled that creep off of me, especially with what you said on the ride back from the prison."
Daryl scoffed. "I was just messing around, I've got a dry sense of humor. No matter what I think, that's the last thing I'd ever wish on you."
It was a rather sweet statement, but Delilah was right. Daryl had a lot of layers to him, and he was turning out to be not such a bad guy. It was a day by day thing, but it wasn't a problem. "I'm glad. Friends?" She held out her hand, he hesitated, but shook it anyway.
"Friends." He couldn't help but break out in a bit of a smile, cracking his tough guy demeanor a little.
"You should smile more, you've got a great smile." Delilah said as their hands dropped.
"Uh, thanks." Daryl looked away, a little embarrassed. Delilah could sense it, it was kind of cute.
"So, you're leaving today?"
He nodded. "Yeah, I'm almost ready, heading out in ten or less. Gonna try Roswell and Decatur before going to Powder Springs. We were found in Aragon, but before that, we didn't see Carol there. I think once you get to know her, you'll see what I see."
"I hope so. Good luck. If you need anything, let me know."
"Ok, thanks."
Delilah started to walk off, but turned around. "Oh, Daryl?"
"Yeah?"
She wasn't sure if she should be saying this, it was kind of personal, but the record needed to be set straight. "As far as Rick goes, it's deeper than you think it may be."
He heavily exhaled, it was expected of her to address it, being a chick and all, but it showed some dedication to her man. "I know. After I got through with Tyler, Rick had his share and did a far worse job than I did. He wouldn't do that if you didn't really mean something to him. See ya." With that, he closed the door, leaving Delilah out in the hallway. She smiled to herself, feeling a lot better that the air was clear and that they had made amends for the most part, and only hoped things would continue to be that way even after Carol was found. Who knows, maybe they'd even become good friends some day, but for now, the mutual understanding was a step in the right direction.
Delilah quietly snuck back into her room, seeing that Rick was asleep and could once again feel her grin broadening at the sight of him. That was her guy, and he loved her just as much as she loved him, it didn't matter anymore who said it first. It was out there and the love was there to stay. Delilah laid down next to Rick as she kept watching him sleep, lightly grazing her finger tips up and down on his chest. She hoped that they would be able to share more nights and mornings like this, because they were so fantastic and peaceful. Like she mentioned in Lumpkin, Delilah tended to get extra frisky in the morning, and just looking at Rick turned her on. He had completely satisfied her last night, especially after everything that happened. While she was sure she had done the same, she wanted to go further and satisfy him all the time.
Delilah gently straddled Rick and pressed her lips to his. Unlike Snow White, it did nothing to wake him, but it made it that more exciting. As she kissed behind his ear and made her way down his neck, she felt his groin tense up and his legs shifting in between hers. Delilah wasn't sure if he was dreaming or not, but she liked it and started smirking. What she did next was unexpected, but so Delilah.
"I can show you the world
Shining shimmering splendid."
She was using her sultry, seductive voice as she sang her own version of the song, trying desperately not to bust up laughing. It's a good thing he was asleep and wasn't able to see her face, or he wouldn't have taken it seriously. Delilah distracted herself by licking and nibbling his collarbone and felt his toes curl into the sheets.
"Tell me, dear prince
Now when did you last let your heart desire."
Rick still wasn't awake, so she kept going, licking his sexy washboard abs as she went even lower.
"I can open your eyes
Take you wonder by wonder."
Delilah's hands snuck through the peep hole of his boxer briefs, making her smile when she felt his throbbing hard-on.
"Over, sideways, and under
On a magic blowjob ride."
That was when she really lost it, and had to start chewing on the inside of her cheeks to stop the laughter. Delilah started stroking him between her fingers, up and down, flicking her wrist as she whipped her top off and slid lower.
"A whole new world
A new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us no or where to go
Or say we're only dreaming."
Delilah started licking up and down the front of his shaft before eagerly wrapping her lips around his tip and sucked her way to the center. She tightly wrapped one hand around the base of him and began to rhythmically stroke him in unison with her sucking as the other hand began caressing his balls. Rick was only an inch and a half bigger than Billy, so Delilah had had previous experiences with deep throating an above average member, it was something that managed to turn her on as well as the guy.
Billy always said she was the best head he ever got, who knew if he was telling the truth or not, but Delilah certainly knew how to work her pretty little mouth and talented tongue like a porn star. She licked all around Rick's cock like an ice cream cone before putting it back in her mouth, gently gliding her teeth up and down before repeating the bobbing motions in all different directions as she started spiraling her tongue. Her breasts were pressed up against his groin, and when she started hearing low mumbles coming from him, she could feel her nipples hardening and her womanhood becoming wet. Maybe she was narcissistic, but the fact that she was able to give him this much pleasure, it really turned Delilah on. She did something completely unexpected, wrapping her breasts around his length, holding them with one hand, as her other hand traveled down south to take care of herself.
Rick thought he was dreaming when he heard somebody singing, followed by a hand stroking him, but he knew he had to be dreaming when a wet sensation began sliding up and down his member. It felt incredible and made him moan, but the sight he saw through half open eyes left him speechless: Delilah had her back perfectly arched, wearing nothing but her Phoenix necklace and a pair of hot pink laced and black and white zebra striped satin cheekies, his phallus in between her breasts and in her mouth as she was pleasuring herself. It was perhaps one of the hottest things he had ever seen until she started slither her body forward, causing her boobs to bounce up and down between his dick as she kept moaning. Rick threw his head back and deeply groaned.
"Mmm, Delilah, keep going."
He had been fantasizing about this moment happening since the first time he saw her topless. Rick had wanted to discuss it with Delilah, but was too shy and was worried he would offend her, clearly she had done this kind of thing before.
Delilah knew Rick was finally awake, she stared at him with her seductive cat eyes as she continued blowing him and rubbing herself, picking up her speed for both and loving every second of his reaction. Low groans and sheets being gripped, Delilah could feel her orgasm bubbling up and without warning, overtook her entirely. She started moaning and completely swallowed him all the way to the top of his groin to conceal her climax. When he felt himself half way down her throat, the floodgates opened.
"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST ALMIGHTY!"
Delilah pulled him out of her mouth, her breasts still swathed around his dick, and began to vigorously stroke him as he came. His rod began twitching uncontrollably, turning into a phallus maestro, conducting his orgasm and liberating notes of erotic music all over her face and breasts, their simultaneous moans were the perfect melody to complete this sexual symphony. They were both heavily panting as Rick finished, looking at Delilah's decorated face and couldn't help but start laughing. Not out of absurdity, more out of being encircled in pure nirvana. Delilah was well aware of how she looked and laughed along with him.
"I hope you're not laughing because of how ridiculous I look." She started wiping her face and breasts with her fingers as he shook his head.
"Not at all. You always look beautiful to me, no matter what."
She rolled her eyes at the dreamy look on his face. "Ok, that's a little weird, but thanks." Delilah licked her fingers clean on the way to the bathroom. "Wow, Rick, you're magically dicklicious!" Rick couldn't help but resume laughing, not being able to remember the last time in ages that things had felt this calm, and dare he think it? Normal. Being with Delilah definitely provided him with an immense sense of clarity.
Delilah strolled out of the bathroom, freshly clean and minty with a smile on her face. "Certainly put you in a good mood, didn't I?" She laid down on top of him, her massive bare breasts pressed against his chest, as she started stroking his hair. Rick nodded, a wicked smirk on his face as his hand glided up and down the curvature of her back.
"If I had known that's how you woke somebody up first thing in the morning, I would have started sleeping with you a hell of a lot sooner."
She laughingly scoffed. "You're terrible, maybe I have rubbed off on you somehow."
"I think you have. By the way, was I dreaming or where you singing that song from Aladdin?"
Delilah broke out into a huge smile. "You weren't dreaming, I changed the words. Not too long before the outbreak, I headed this cabaret burlesque for charity, we rewrote classic Disney songs to be sexual, it was pretty hilarious and the guys went crazy."
Rick smiled, he loved how as each day passed, they found out more about each other. "That's also pretty clever. I'm curious, where'd you learn to do all those tricks anyway? I swear, I woke up and thought I was dreaming. "
Now it was Delilah's turn to sport a wicked grin. "A girl never reveals her secrets, sweetheart. How else will we keep you in anticipation?"
"I'll get it out of you somehow, I'm sure. I know your weaknesses." Without warning, he flipped Delilah over on back, which made her gasp-squeal as he started slowly tickling her and kissing her neck, which made her start uncontrollably laughing.
"Rick, don't! You know how ticklish I am!" Delilah giggled harder as she was trying to playfully push him off of her, but somehow they ended up in a lip-lock, as always.
Unbeknownst to her, Rick had the same thought in his mind whenever they kissed, it literally felt like the cosmos were properly aligned at last. They were the most soothing and exciting kisses that one could ever experience, even more so now that they were in love. Just as his hand had found itself inside her panties, there was a knock at the door.
"Delilah? Are you awake?"
Rick and Delilah looked at each other inquisitively, both having the same thought.
Is that who I think it is?
"It's Carl. I need to talk to you and my dad. I overheard him saying he was going to spend the night, so I know he's in there."
They continued to look at each other, feeling almost frozen and paranoid. Delilah gave Rick a reassuring gaze. "It's fine, I'm sure. Let's get dressed, he'll never be able to tell we were just messing around." She whispered.
He nodded and they exchanged a silent kiss before getting up and putting their clothes on.
"Give me a sec, Carl, we're just waking up." They finished with their clothes, Rick put on his outfit from the night before, while Delilah had thrown her oversized Motley Crue shirt back on along with her shorts from the night before. He tided up her bed and sat down, leaned against the headboard as Delilah opened the door. Carl was dressed in his usual get up of jeans and a flannel, but this time, he had Rick's hat in his hands instead of on his head. She smiled warmly, trying to put him at ease, she could sense he was obviously uncomfortable. "Hey, kiddo. Come on in." Delilah closed the door as Carl slowly walked inside her room. He looked over at Rick with a solemn expression.
"Hi, Dad."
"Hey." His father's cool reply made him even more nervous. Delilah walked past Carl, sitting down on her bed Indian style.
"Sit down, let's talk."
Carl walked over and sat down at the edge of her bed, unable to look at either one of them, knowing that he had just strolled into the lion's den more or less. He had spent a long time thinking over what to say, now it was all a matter of spitting the words out. Sighing heavily, he knew he could do it, he just hoped they believed him.
"It's about yesterday. I overreacted and it was really immature on my end. I shouldn't have said those things, Delilah. You didn't deserve to hear that, I don't think you're a whore or a home wrecker. I was just really angry, I think I was also embarrassed and shocked walking in and catching you guys, you being with my dad like that. I don't expect you to forgive me right away, but I wanted you to know that I really am sorry."
Delilah watched Carl play with the tassels on his hat as she looked over at Rick. His apology seemed genuine enough, but it wasn't entirely finished, and judging by the look on Rick's face, he agreed that something was obviously missing. She turned back to Carl, putting her hand on the hat so he'd look up at her. "Buddy, I understand and I know you didn't mean those words. You were lashing out, you just went about it all wrong. We all say things we don't mean when we're angry or when things don't make sense. I know it's not easy and that it takes time, I've been in this position before, but you should know that we only want what's best for everybody, that's why we didn't say anything until the time was right. Unfortunately, the rug was pulled out from under us before we could properly break the news. I already forgave you, and while I appreciate the apology, I'm not the one that you need to apologize to, it's your dad. You're aware of the saying "actions speak louder than words", and you punched your dad in the face. I think over everything, that's what hurt him the most."
Carl felt the stare his father was giving him, clearly annoyed but not letting up. He knew he had to apologize to him, also, but it was proving to be harder because he was afraid of what the reaction would be. "I'm sorry too, Dad. I shouldn't have punched you, that was really wrong of me. I knew that you'd move on from Mom eventually, but I didn't really think it through. I have noticed how we've both changed the past couple months since being here, and it's all because of Delilah. It's gonna take a while to get used to seeing you with somebody other than Mom, but if Delilah is the one that makes you happy, I'm glad. If I had to pick anybody else besides Mom for you to be with, it would be her."
While Rick was glad that his son apologized, he didn't want to let up and make Carl think he got off the hook easily. "What made you realize all this?"
Carl didn't want to tell them about the dream he had, they most likely wouldn't believe him, so he went with the answer that started it all. "Last night, after putting Judith to sleep, Madison took me aside and called me out on my behavior. Honestly, I think it was just what I needed, to be put in my place."
Delilah smirked. "Madison's pretty good at that kind of thing, you definitely got a kick in the pants from the right person. What do you have to say, Rick?"
He could tell Carl was sorry, but he needed to be reprimanded. Just because the world wasn't how it used to be, it seemed as if all consequences went out the window. "I know you're sorry, but that doesn't excuse what you did. Your actions yesterday were not only childish, but deplorable, you can't go about reacting like that or you'll never be taken seriously and you'll be viewed as irrational. There are other ways to let your frustrations out, but what you did wasn't one of them. While I am glad that you've acknowledged the error of your ways, don't think this is going to go unpunished."
"I know." Carl felt even more humiliated under his dad's words, it brought everything he did to the front and he knew that he wasn't going to be able to live it down with either one of them for a long time. "How are you going to punish me?"
Rick heavily sighed, he hadn't exactly thought it through, and looked at Delilah for some assistance. All she could do was shrug, they were stuck between a rock and a hard place.

"You have to give me all your comic books and action figures until I say you can have them back."
"Alright. That's it?"
He shook his head. "No. I want you to do all of mine and Delilah's chores around here, until she decides when it's over. What do you think, Delilah?"
She didn't really like being in the middle of this and didn't want Carl to think they were ganging up against him, but she did appreciate that Rick valued her input. "Well, that sounds ok, I guess. We're all going to do something today that will relax everybody more or less, Carl can help clean up afterwards. How does that sound?"
Carl shrugged, grateful that they had been somewhat lenient on him. "Fine by me. I'm gonna go get ready, so I'll see you guys later." He got up from the bed and was about to leave when a forgotten question made him turn around.
"Oh, Delilah. I was curious, why were you crying last night?"
Delilah tensed up and could feel Rick looking at her. She glanced over at him, seeing a glum yet questioning look on his face. Does he need to know? She thought to herself, feeling the paranoia fill her body, but she felt he deserved an answer, and took a deep breath before turning back to Carl.
"Tyler tried to attack me last night. He was jealous over my relationship with your dad and he had harmed Judith the night she woke up. I was crying because he hurt her and I was unable to prevent it because I didn't know. Your dad and Daryl got here just in time, but he's been banished and won't be coming back."
Carl stared at her, stunned at the news he heard. He began to feel angry that he hadn't found out sooner so he could beat Tyler to a bloody pulp, but he felt even worse about what he had said to Madison the night before about Delilah pulling a desperate move. "I never liked him, he was always acting weird and reminded me of Randall, the creep on the farm. After how he acted the day we got here, I was worried he'd try something with you."
Telling Carl the truth eased some of the tension for Delilah, but she could still tell he was bothered, and naturally so.
"It made me sick to my stomach that something liked that happened and that I didn't know about it, that none of us knew about it. I felt like I let you all down. Carl, I love your dad, and I love you and your sister. I feel like you're my family now, and I promise that I will do everything in my power to make sure nothing like that ever goes down again, you have my word."
It was at that moment that any doubts Carl may have had about the relationship disappeared, and that she really was the right person for his dad. "I know, Delilah. It's not your fault what happened. Like you said, nobody knew. Don't worry yourself, he's gone. If he ever comes back, he's gonna have to deal with all of us." He smiled at her and left the room, feeling much better after making amends with them.
Delilah looked over at Rick and smiled. "You've got yourself a great boy there, Grimes."
Rick chuckled. "He may be a little rough around the edges, but he's a good'em."
She grabbed his hand, her smile widening so much that it accentuated her already deep dimples. "Exactly like his dad."
THINGS SEEM TO BE LOOKING UP ALL AROUND! DARYL AND DELILAH ARE COOL, WILL IT STAY THAT WAY? CARL PROVED HE IS REMORSEFUL, ALTHOUGH IT SEEMS LIKE RICK ISN'T AS IMMEDIATELY FORGIVING AS DELILAH WAS, BUT I FEEL THAT HE WAS JUSTIFIED IN HIS REACTION. HELLO, HE GOT PUNCHED IN THE FACE BY HIS OWN SON! CARL IS LUCKY HE DIDN'T GET HIS SCRAWNY LITTLE ASS KICKED! CHAPTER TWENTY SIX, UNITED NOT DIVIDED, IS A SHORT CHAPTER, BUT IT WILL BE UP THIS WEEKEND! CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN WILL BE ANOTHER LONG CHAPTER, AND THE LAST CHAPTER BEFORE ANOTHER LEAP IN THE STORY WHEN ALL THE ACTION HAPPENS! *SQUEALS* SO EXCITED! I ALREADY KNOW WHAT'S GOING DOWN, AND I CAN'T WAIT FOR YOU TO FIND OUT ALSO! :D
BE SURE TO FOLLOW THE STORY FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER!
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