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"This is boring" you groaned, leaning your back against the wall behind you "There aren't even walkers, we're alone!"
"It's our turn to watch"
"So? I bet no one watches the whole night. I believe Glenn falls asleep while doing it"
"That's on him. We're not going to do that"
You groaned and got up again, looking at the man.
"Come on Daryl, loose a little. We can still be up but not watching, it's just too boring" he finally turned to look at you.
"What do you want to do then? It's mot like we can do much up here"
"We could talk" you shrugged.
Daryl, after staring at you for some seconds, finally relaxed and sat in front of you. You smiled.
"If everyone diésel tonight, it's on you"
"Whatever" you rolled your eyes.
After some seconds in silence, he spoke.
"What are we going to talk about?" he asked. You shrugged.
"I don't know" you saw him annoyed, moving towards his gun, your voice stopped him "Ask me something you're curious about" that stopped him.
"You don't make me curious"
"Yeah sure" you rolled your eyes. After some seconds, he spoke.
"Before this, what did you do for a living?"
"Not much. I was studying at college"
"College?" he asked with a frown "What's your age again?"
"Twenty-two"
"Wow"
"What? You thought I was older?"
"You seem older" he nodded. She laughed.
"I really don't" she made a pause "What about you?"
"I thought I was the one making questions here"
"We both are" he made a face but still opened his mouth to answer.
"Before this, I was... My brother's shadow" he finally said "I did whatever he told me to. I didn't have a job, didn't have any studies..." he looked at the floor" I was nobody"
"You are now" you said. He looked up at you "You're someone important to the group now"
After some seconds of him staring straight into your soul as if you just said something stupid, you cleared your throat.
"Let's change the subject. Another question. Shoot"
"How was the first time you got drunk?" he asked. You smiled at the memory.
"It was at a friend's house. I was 16. Just a couple of drinks got me pucking in her trash" you laughed. He smiled "But we had a very good time, it was fun. And you?"
"I was 10 when Merle gave me my first shot. I got sick because he wanted me to keep up and then called me a baby for it"
"What an asshole" you groaned, then looked up terrified. You knew how much Merle meant to him. He made a gesture with his hand.
"Doesn't matter. You're right, anyways" he took a deep breath "Have you ever... Been on vacation?"
"Yeah, we went camping once with the school" you nodded "When did you have your first time?"
"At twelve, with a hooker" he answered "Again, Merle's idea to make me more man"
"Did you enjoy?"
"It's my time to make question, young lady" he shifted "When did you have yours?"
"At 18, with my boyfriend. Now answer"
"I didn't enjoy much. I knew she was faking the moans. I mean, I didn't even know what to do" he took a deep breath "It was all a show, but I got better with time" he made a pause "Did you enjoy yours?"
"Not really" you shrugged. He stared at your face for some seconds. You lowered your face.
"Did you enjoy after?"
"It was fun, but..." you made a face "Sex is very different for women. We don't get to..." you gestured with your hands "Release"
"Of course you can release" he frowned. You shook your head.
"I'm telling you, we can't. I'm a woman, I know how it works"
"I had a lot of women coming on my mouth, of course you can come"
"Your mouth?" you made a face.
He suddenly laughed, making you stare at him confused.
"How many times did you have sex?"
"I don't know... Maybe five?"
"All with the same man?"
"Yeah, he was my boyfriend"
"You don't know what great sex feels like then. Don't talk if you don't know"
The way he said it made a rush of heat crawl all over your body.
"We can really... Come? I never even got there myself"
"Of course" he nodded "I don't know how I can prove it, but you can. It's not how the porn shows, though. You have-"
"I think I know how you can prove it" you interrupted him. You thank God it was dark, he couldn't see the redness of your face. He turned to look at you.
His mouth opened but closed again. He finally spoke.
"Are you...?" he started. You didn't know how he was going to end that question, but you still nodded "I'm almost twenty years older than you"
"I'm not a kid, so it doesn't matter"
"But you-"
"If you don't want to, it's fine. I was just curious but it doesn't matter" you crossed your arms on your chest, looking away. He still stared at you.
"You want me to-"
"Drop it, Daryl. It was an stupid idea"
Daryl stayed silent for some minutes. You could feel the beating of your clit, just some seconds picturing him above you were enough to get you going, but you pushed those thoughts away.
Just as you always did when something turned you on. You pushed it away because you didn't really know how to touch yourself. Why would you learn? You couldn't climax anyways.
"If you really want to" he started "And just if you really want to, take off your pants and open your legs"
You turned to look at him in the dark, he seemed dead serious. His eyes scanning yoir body in a way that made your hands move to the button of your jeans before you could stop yourself.
"I'll just make you climax once, with just my hands and through your panties. Then, you will get dressed and forget about it" you nodded, slipping out of your jeans. You opened your legs for him, the fabric of your panties slightly wet.
His right hand moved and first touched all along your vagina. You bit your lower lip to not make a sound.
"You know nothing about what it's down here?" he asked. You shook your head. His hand moved to the upper parr of your vagina and pressed his hand there "This is your clitoris. This is where you have to touch to get there. Very few women can come just from penetration"
He started circling it and you closed your legs, letting out a moan. He stopped.
"If you want me to keep going, open your legs"
You did. He kept circling it slowly. As his hand worked on you, he stared at your face.
"You liking it?" he asked, you nodded "Do it yourself for a second"
You put your hand there and started moving two fingers. You saw him touch himself above the clothes for a second.
"Fuck..." he murmured. You looked at him.
"That must hurt" you pointed netween his legs, where a big bulge was forming.
"Don't worry about it" he said, still watching you.
"Daryl" you called "You mentioned something about your mouth before. Can you...?"
"I don't wanna cross a line, sweetheart"
"We already closed it" you said between low moans "Please, I need to feel you"
He looked at you for some seconds and finally lowered his head. You pulled your hand away as he examinated you through the panties. His hand touched just above the hole.
"You're so wet" he mentioned, then drove his tongue all around your pussy "And so sweet"
"Oh my God" you moaned louder thsn before. He pressed his flat tongue against your clit and started circling, making a mess on your panties.
"I can feel your clit throbbing against me" he mentioned between licks "You close"
"How should- Oh- I know?"
"I don't know" he answered. Your hand pressed against his hair and pulled him closer. He groaned against your panties.
That made something change.
You felt a pull on your stomach, you felt as if something was going to explode inside of you.
"I think I'm feeling it. Daryl-"
"Let go, sweetheart"
Oh, you did.
You felt your legs trembling as you pulled his hair because you suddenly needed to pull something. He held your legs open as you moaned.
"Yes! Don't stop that! Fuck!" you moaned way too loud, he didn't shut you up. He didn't stop his rythm until he finally felt your hole twitching under his tongue.
He kept going some seconds and finally stopped.
"My job here's done" he said, getting up. You pulled his head back in.
"I need it again, please"
"We agreed-"
"Please, Daryl. I need to feel that again. Just do it again, please"
Daryl looked at you for some seconds, you were breathing fast, your hair was a mess, your legs were still trembling.
"Fine" he just said, diving back down.
He said the same thing, and it provoked the same in you. You were a mess of moans and breaths.
"Why don't you take my panties off?" you asked between moans. He looked up at you "Is it because I didn't shower? Does it smell?"
"It does" he nodded. You felt a wave of shame cross your body "But not in a bad way. You're very sweet this way. I'm glad you didn't shower"
"Then take then off" you said "I wanna feel you against my skin, not my panties"
He didn't answer. He just took your panties off. When he did, he stared at your pussy for some seconds.
You were afraid. You knew men liked a speccific kind of pussy and that wasn't yours. What if he felt disgusted? What if he stopped suddenly? What if-?
"Fuck, your pussy is precious" he groaned, giving it a long lick. He groaned against you "Best pussy I ever tasted" he groaned. You saw his hand lower and touch himself through his pants.
You wanted him to touch himself in front of you, but you couldn't talk. You suddenly didn't know how.
He kept circling your clit, now you could feel it perfectly. You could feel your clit moving with his tongue. The air coming out of his nose in your skin.
Suddenly, you felt his two fingers tease your entrance. You sucked a breath. He stopped for a second.
"Is this okay?" he asked. You nodded fastly "I need words, sweetheart"
"Yes" you breathed out "Yes please"
He got his middle finger inside of you, testing your insides. He groaned against your skin.
"You're so fucking tight" he groaned. You saw him palm his erection again.
He started thrusting in a rythm as he licked on your clit. He suddenly closed his lips around your clit and sucked in. Your insides clenched as you moaned loudly.
"You're driving me crazy" he groaned but didn't stop. He got another finger inside of you. The stretch wasn't like in your other experiences.
With your boyfriend, you never got foreplay. When he got inside it hurt like hell the first couple of times.
Then, you didn't feel anything at all.
But now, having your clit stimulated and throbbing, you were close to an orgasm again.
"Daryl, I'm feeling it again" you warned. He didn't stop. He just thrusted his fingers deeper until he found a point "Oh God!" your eyes rolled back. Daryl never stopped looking at your face.
The orgasm was arriving just when you suddenly needed him to stop. You pulled him by his hair. He looked at you confused.
"What?" he asked, seeming almost angry that you stopped him.
"We need to stop for a moment"
"Why?" he asked with a frown.
"I need to... Go to the bathroom" you answered. He let out a smile and got back down. You tried to pull his hair, but he didn't let you "Daryl!"
"Just let it go, baby. It's not pee what you're feeling"
"I'm pretty sure I'll pee"
"Then pee all over me. I don't fucking care anymore" he kept with what he was doing "I just need to taste you some more"
You felt it again and moaned loud. You couldn't stop it. You couldn't stop him. You just pulled his head closer to you and let it happen.
"Oh shit!" you moaned, feeling the fluid get put of your system "Daryl! Oh God" your legs trembled, your pussy squeezed ritmically around his fingers, your clit throbbed, even your ass squeezed.
He still didn't move his head.
Instead, he opened his mouth and moved his hand all over you, making even more mess. Some got into his mouth.
He seemed like he couldn't stop himself and opened his pants, getting his cock out. While he drank you up, he touched himself. Right in front of you.
Eventually, the stream stopped. You couldn't stop moaning though, you couldn't stop coming.
He was still stroking himself when he talked.
"That was a squirt right there" he informed, his voice deep and raw "It wasn't pee, it was cum"
"What—?" you asked, your breathing still fast.
"I never saw one before" he said "It was the hottest thing I ever experienced" he suddenly moved "My work's done here. I'm gonna go down for a moment to... Take a breath"
You knew what he was going to do.
And you didn't want him to do it alone.
"Wait" you said. He turned "Can we... Go further?"
"Further?"
"I could help with that" you pointed to his underwear that seemed just too tight.
"You don't have to, I—"
"I want to" you sat on your knees, still half naked "Please. You made me feel so good. I wanna make you feel good too"
"I—"
"I saw the way you looked at it" you started getting closer "At my hole. You wanted to be inside" you sounded desesperate. Definetly. And you were "Please, Daryl. Listen to your instincts"
"If I listen to them" he started, his tone dark "You won't even be able to walk tomorrow"
"I'll take the chance"
In a moment, you were lying on the dirty floor with him on top of you. His mouth attacked your neck as you pulled his growing hair, your legs closed around his waist, looking for friction.
And you found it.
You could feel his large and clothed cock against your pussy. You bit your lip and continued your movements like a dog in heat. He groaned in your ear.
"Fucking girl. You've got me dying for you"
"Don't wait anymore. We had enough foreplay" you said. He nodded and took his cock out. He stroke it a couple of times before getting inside of your warm and welcoming pussy "Oh!"
"You feel even better than I expected" he breathed out "You feel like fucking heaven"
"I didn't know a dick could— Oh— Reach those places"
"Is it hurting?" he asked.
"Not at all"
You got him by his chin and kissed him. This was the first kiss you two shared. Daryl, while he was kissing you, he undid the buttons of your shirt, exposing your bra.
You scratched his biceps when you felt his mouth travel down to one of your nipples.
But then he found your weakness.
The ears.
His mouth travelled up to your ear and gave it a wet kiss. Your pussy closed around him, making him moan against your ear. Just the sound and the movements inside of you had you over the edge, and he noticed. Of course he did.
"You like when you feel me in your ear?" he asked, his voice breathy and full of pleasure.
You couldn't hold it anymore.
You exploded around him. Your legs keeping him deep inside of you.
"Keep talking, Daryl. Please" you moaned out "It feels so good!"
He gave your ear a long lick.
"You like it when I whisper bad things to you, sweetheart?" he asked, still thrusting "You're that kind of whore?"
"Fuck!" you moaned as you kept riding your orgasm.
"You can give me one more, right baby?" he asked "Just one more. Milk me like you just did baby"
"It's too much, I'll—"
"You'll come again around me baby, because you're a bitch in heat who was sexually frustrated and needed a release. You had it, huh?" he asked, his tongue tracing your ear "You had the release your little boyfriend couldn't give you?"
You couldn't answer. You actually forgot how to talk. All you could think was his cock reaching your deepest insides.
"I won't last much longer, baby. I need you to come around me again" he moaned loud, making you squeeze around him. You were getting closer again "Come on, baby. Milk me dry again. Squeeze that little cunt once more"
Your eyes rolled back as your toes curled. Your mouth opened but no sound came out of it. Your hole closed around him, slowing his thrusts down.
"Fuck! Yes!" he moaned. He thrusted a couple of times and finally released. Ropes and ropes of cum filled you as your pussy milked him dry, ritmically squeezing and releasing.
After a couple of minutes, he finally got out of you. Then he was able to look at the mess the two of you did all over the tower.
"Fucking lord" he groaned "We lost it" he looked at the sky. The sun was rising "We need to clean all of this before the next turn appears"
"Daryl" you called. He stopped his movements "Thank you for this" you said. He smiled.
"Don't thank me, baby. This isn't going to be our last time. You're gonna wish you never asked me how to come"
"I think it's you who is gonna wish to have never agreed to play the questions game"
Months later, neither of you regretted a single thing.