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The Bargain	By : sugarkisses Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 12289 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own anything/anyone from The Walking Dead. I am making no money from this story. I do not know any of the people involved. This is a work of fiction.

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He had just finished bathing and was on the way back to his tent when he saw her.

“What do you want?” Daryl asked gruffly, not in the mood for chit-chat.

She held up a cigarette with her left hand. “Want this?”

How many times since he and the others had come to this farm had he caught her sneaking a smoke out by his tent? It pissed him off, partially because it was his territory, and partially because he wanted to know just where she hid her stash. The woman seemed to have a secret little supply of her own on this land…

Daryl didn’t answer her, he just stepped forward and snatched the cigarette out of her grasp. He had come back from the house barefoot and he dropped his boots inside of his tent before he demanded, “Light!”, reaching out to her.

She didn’t argue with him, she just produced a butane lighter and watched him ignite the cigarette.

Hmm… he sensed that there was more to this. “What do you want?” he queried once more, taking a drag and then blowing the smoke away.

“A bargain” she replied.

Daryl was tempted to look her up and down in an attempt to assess what she was all about, but he knew better than to do that. She was a fine looking thing, almost too good to be the country girl that she was. Squinting, he asked, “A bargain?”

She nodded, taking her lighter back from his right hand. “Yes. It’s Daryl, isn’t it?”

“It’s Abby, isn’t it?” he mocked back. Well, at least they knew each other’s name.

Once again, she nodded.

He didn’t know much about her except that she was a neighbor of Hershel’s who had taken refuge at the farm when the apocalypse hit… She could shoot and ride a horse: she was unlike the city women that he had rolled in with.

Hell, he didn’t have time to pussyfoot around. He wanted to climb in his tent and be away from the others… “Spit it out” he grumbled, working at the cigarette.

Abby seemed to be unfazed by his brusqueness. She just stared at him and spoke. “I don’t want to be alone tonight” she stated softly.

Daryl chuckled. “How is that my problem?”

“It’s not your problem, I’m offering you a bargain… You let me stay out here tonight with you, and you can have me”

Daryl froze: was she proposing what he thought she was? If he understood her correctly, in exchange for his company for one night, she was offering her body to him. Hmm, it didn’t sound bad at all… One night for the sweet, tight body that was standing in front of him…

Finishing his cigarette, he tossed it away and turned to his tent. Why the fuck not? He held the flap open for Abby and motioned for her to get inside.

Abby didn’t jump or enter quickly: instead she took her time, as if she were completely non-plussed by the whole affair.

Once she was good and situated inside, Daryl entered too. He sat down next to her and watched as she took off her boots and socks.

Zipping the tent closed, he turned to her and found that she was pulling her shirt over her head: in response, he unbuttoned his own, letting it slide from his frame. When her bra came off, he almost lost it… he could see her in the moonlight, and she was beautiful.

Abby looked at him, and without the least bit of modesty asked, “Do you like to get blown?”

Damn, but her words sent a rush of blood through his groin and he went from slightly aroused to very. He nodded and watched as she reached out and undid his fly, opening the fabric so that his cock sprang out into her waiting hands.

“Lie down” she entreated.

Daryl obeyed… this was like some kind of incredible dream. Abby helped him out of his jeans and then leaned over him, her soft, long brown hair brushing over his bare skin as she took hold of his cock once more.

She delicately flicked the tip of her tongue over his cockhead, collecting the wetness there before she bathed his shaft in little licks.

Daryl closed his eyes and sighed: it felt so good. When she set her mouth around him and began to suck, he had to fight the urge to come right that second. He hadn’t been with a woman in a while… most women avoided him and thought he was bad news. But this one here, she was sucking his cock in a way that he had never experienced before. It was almost loving… He pushed his hips upward a bit, relishing the feel.

“Easy” Abby pleaded, releasing him for a moment. “You’ll choke me”

Well, if that didn’t just stroke his ego… Daryl knew that he was big, but he had never had a woman tell him so in such a way. Oh god, he was gonna blow if she kept this up.

He allowed her to suck him a bit more and then he pulled her away, gasping from the effort of trying not to come.

“Daryl?” she asked.

“Want your pussy” he confessed, bringing her up to lie beside him.

Abby didn’t argue: she rolled onto her back and got out of her jeans, pushing them away with her feet. As Daryl climbed over her, she welcomed him by spreading her legs and wrapping her arms around him.

“Are you safe?” Daryl queried.

“Does it matter?”

She was a bit of a fatalist, but she had him there. What did it matter now, when the world was falling to fucking hell?

Daryl pushed his hips forward and filled her: they both gasped at the sensation. God, but her pussy was so wet and tight.

Abby shivered beneath him. She had never been with a man as well-endowed as Daryl, and it felt beyond good. “Fuck me” she whispered hotly. “I need it…”

Damn, but this girl was hot. Daryl didn’t hesitate: he started to pump in and out of her, marveling at how she mewed in the back of her throat when he sunk in deep.

“Oh, god!” Abby cried, digging her nails into his back.

Pussy like hers didn’t come around often: at least that was all that Daryl could think of at the moment. She was warm and deep, taking all of him. In and out he moved, filling her over and over. Beneath him, Abby keened, matching his thrusts with ones of her own. Oh, but she wanted him, and he loved it. Daryl needed a good fuck just as much as she did.

“Do I feel good?” she queried, drawing her nails across his back.

“Fuck, yes” Daryl answered, gasping as he did his best to hold back. He wanted this to last: no telling when the next time would be that he would have a chance like this.

“I’m going to come” Abby confessed breathlessly. “Come with me, please…”

“Girl…” he hesitated, wanting the pleasure to last.

“We can fuck again” she promised, moaning. “Just… please, Daryl…”

What could he do? She went off around him, crying her pleasure as her inner muscles clamped down on him and then pulsed rhythmically. Daryl couldn’t hold on: with a low growl he came, grunting each time that his cock throbbed and released his come. It felt SO fucking good to come after having been denied for so long… his balls ached as they emptied, it was such a big load.

Abby just cooed beneath him as he collapsed on top of her, stroking her hands over his back. Mmm, but his come felt delicious inside of her. She had made a good choice when she chose to approach Daryl, she had no doubt…

Goddamn, but he was lost for a few minutes, just gasping and reveling in the warmth that spread through his body. He had come hard, and by the way that she had cried out, he imagined it had been just as good for her. He didn’t trust himself to speak, so he simply moved to roll off of her…

“Stay inside of me, please” Abby begged, grasping his shoulders to keep him from dismounting her.

“Girl, I’m going to crush you” he managed to say.

Slowly, Abby rolled the both of them onto their sides, keeping her right leg over his waist so that his cock was still inside of her. “How about this… is this okay?”

“Yeah, sure” Daryl responded. He stretched as much as he could in the tent, his body feeling relaxed. A yawn took hold of him and he gave in, allowing it to grow.

Abby smiled as she looked at him. He was strangely beautiful, a rugged man with good looks… and he most certainly was blessed between the legs.

Daryl paused in his yawn: she was gazing at him with a grin on her face. “What?” he asked.

“Nothing…” Abby replied, snuggling against him. “Nothing at all”

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