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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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Two weeks had gone by and so much had happened since that first night that Melanie arrived on the farm. Melanie and Daryl had not spoken since she had ventured out in the cold, misty night to his camp to try and have a rational conversation. A lot of good that did. He avoided her at all cost. He would walk by her and she would no longer look up to smile at him or even acknowledge his presence. He would never look in her directon either. Instead, he kept busy looking for Sophia and spent most of his time in the woods searching. He usually came back in one piece, save for one day when his horse got spooked by a snake and tossed him down into a ravine. He didn’t just fall down the ravine, he landed in a muddy pond and discovered that he had been impaled by one of his own damn arrows. Great. He finally managed to get himself out of said ravine and back to the farm. Except Andrea mistook him for a walker and shot him, merely grazing his head with a bullet.
Melanie was on Daryl guard duty that day and was given strict orders by Hershel not to let him out of bed for any reason. If Daryl did need to get up and use the bathroom, Melanie was to go with him and make sure he did it safely so he did not rip any of his stitched out. Simple enough, right? Well, anyone who knows Daryl Dixon, knows nothing ever gets done simple and easy.
“When y’all gonna let me out of this motherfuckin bed?!!” Daryl snarled at Melanie, who was minding her own business reading a book in the lounge chair next to his bed.
“Last time I checked, it was simply called a bed.” she replied.”Why not just call it by its right name? Don’t need to be an asshole about everything Dixon.”
“Well la di da…You got a smart mouth on you girl. Would have never taken you for a smart ass. Little miss goodie too shoes aint never got nothing to say to anyone ‘cept for yes and no and please and thank you. You been kissin everyone’s ass from dusk til dawn since you got here.” He sat up in his bed and swung his legs over the side. Hurt like hell…Sure did..But he would never admit it, not to her, not to anyone. Dixon’s were tough sum bitches. His daddy made sure of that. If you weren’t tough, he would make you tough. Belts always seemed to do the trick in his household.
Daryl started to rise up off of the bed and lost his balance for just a split second and Melanie was at his side with her arm wrapped around his torso.
“Get the hell off me!! I can take a piss on my own ya know?”
“Ok Captain Graceful, lets see you walk over there on your own without falling flat on your ass like last time.” Melanie just looked at him with a goofy smile on her face. And it irked Daryl. Big time.
I’ll show her, he thought. And so he pushed off of the bed and only made it half way across the room before his head started to spin. It all seemed to happen in slow motion. Daryl began falling forward and Melanie jumped in front of him to try to catch him. It was a great plan but Daryl was heavier than her and they both collapsed in a heap on the floor. With Daryl landing on top of poor Melanie.
Except Melanie was quite surprised when he landed on her to feel something pushing on the area near her thigh.
Oh my god! He’s hard!! She could not believe it! Daryl Dixon had a boner….and he was laying on top of HER. It wasn’t the fact that he had a hard on that surprised her the most, it was that every time he went to try to roll over it would move and rub her in almost the right spot. And it felt good. Really good actually. It had been a very long time since she had been intimate with anyone and she would never be interested in someone like Daryl. He was sweaty, and dirty, and his attitude towards others was awful.
But seeing him like this….Sweaty….and panting…She had to admit to herself that he was looking kinda hot right about now.
Daryl kept rocking back and forth on top of Melanie trying desperately to roll off of her. But because of his stitches he couldn’t fully roll off.
Melanie was in ecstasy, although she would never let her face show it. Daryls cock would rock back and forth against Melanie’s jeans which would then rub against her clit. Back and forth and back and forth he went never knowing that he was to the point of bringing Melanie to orgasm. The feeling was so intense, something she had not felt in so long, and had no idea that she was missing. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she bit down on her lip to stop herself from screaming out.
Melanie came. The hardest, most intense orgasm she had ever experienced. And it was Daryl Dixon, a dirty, disgusting redneck who had done it. He didn’t know it of course, but still.
She took a few seconds to catch her breathe and then shoved Daryl off of her. She stood up and smoothed down her shirt and recovered her equilibrium and then bent down to pick Daryl up off of the floor and get him into the bathroom. As she bent over to scoop him up, Daryl looked up and he was blindsided by a small wet spot in the crease of her jeans. Hmmmm, he thought, wonder what that’s about.
If only he knew. While Daryl was in the bathroom relieving himself, Melanie was busy day dreaming on the other side of the door. That was fun… Dirty thoughts began creeping their way into her head. She started imagining Daryl’s fingers and his mouth and the way he would cock his head. She started wondering what he looked like underneath those jeans and if he could perform as well without them as he did with them on unknowingly a few minutes ago.
She quickly shook these thoughts out of her head as she heard the bathroom door squeak open..
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