Exhausted, Daryl rolled off of her. He let out a deep breath when his head hit the pillow next to her as he stared at the ceiling.
“That was… wow.” Carol exhaled and looked at him, smiling. The man next to her eyed her for a moment, puzzled, before he decided to reply.
“But ya.. ya didn’t..” despite everything that happened just a few minutes ago, his cheeks blushed in a deep red, “I ruined it.”
“Why would you think that?”
“It was over too soon. I- I- … and ya- ya didn’t.. fuck, I’m sorry.”
“Daryl-”, she started but, was interrupted by him.
“No! I mean, I was so excited to be with ya.. and the first thing I do is blow my load like a damn highschool kid.” He looked away then, too ashamed to see her watching him like that, “It wasn’t even good for ya, wasn’t it?”
Carol sighed and shifted on her side, while Daryl still lay on his back, his head turned to face the other side of the bed.
“It was good,” Daryl snorted, “It was. Yes, I had no orgasm, I didn’t expect to have one.”
Now Daryl turned his head to look at her, “Ya expected that I’d suck?”
“No. That’s not what I meant. Will you just listen for a second without interrupting me?” She reached out to stroke his chest and then kissed his nose, “Will you?”
Daryl nodded, determined to keep his mouth shut until she finished. That was the least he could do after being such a failure in bed. Shit, she probably wouldn’t want his ass near her bed again, despite what she would tell him now. It’s not that you fucked up, Daryl, I just don’t want to have sex with you again. Ever.
“Stop that!” Carol insisted.
“What you told yourself just a second ago. It was written all over your face.”
They fell silent and the only thing that they could hear was the slow breathing of both of them.
“It was wonderful. Just being with you,” she smiled empathetically as Daryl watched her. She could see fear in his eyes and the last thing she would want him to think was, that she didn’t like it, “Just being with you.. feeling you move inside me was amazing.”
Both blushed as she said the last few words, they avoided to look at each other until Carol reached for his hand and took it into her own.
“As for the orgasm: I never had one during sex. Ed, he never paid so much attention to me when all he wanted was getting himself off.”
His face got darker as she mentioned her sick bastard of an ex-husband. Fucking Ed.
“Though, watching you having an orgasm was pretty erotic,” she teased, “This might be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” Daryl hid his face in his hands feeling ashamed, while Carol chuckled at the adorable sight of him.
“I was really excited myself, you know?” His hands sunk a few inches down his face so he could peek at her. “Women do have fears, too. The same the men have.”
“So ya also worry that ya might come too soon?” This got him a playfully smack on his chest and a giggle from her, which caused him to smile on his own.
“You’re not ruining anything just because you’re having an orgasm earlier than me. As long as you care for me and don’t just use me.”
“I’d never do that!” He piped in.
“I know, Pookie. Sex doesn’t have to be hours long. It happens,” she rolled onto her back, her head still turned in Daryl’s direction, “And who said that we can’t go for a round two?”
So she wasn’t disappointed in him? She wanted to do it again? With him? His heart started to race at this thought. She wasn’t disgusted with him and he was definitively going to make the next time as pleasant as he could for her.
“Okay, but if.. it happens again? I wanna make ya feel good, too.”
“Round three?”, she giggled.
Daryl furrowed his brow, “I’m serious here.”
“Me too,” Carol snorted, “Daryl, you don’t only have your penis. You can also use your hands to make me feel good.”
“Or,” she went deep red in an instant, “you can use your tongue - if you want.”
This made him raise his head in interest. Oh wow. He hadn’t thought that she would consider him doing this to her. That was hot.
“You’re sure?” She nodded, smiling with flushed cheeks. He hovered over her at the speed of light. Nudging her legs apart with his thighs, while kissing her. When he was seated above her he laughed and Carol sucked his neck as she felt him hard against her.
“Guess it ain’t completely bad, being a highschooler,” he joked.
“It will be better this time,” she promised and opened her legs wider to give him more room.
“Don’t say that. I couldn’t even go for a minute last time and it felt incredible. I’m trying to hold out for a little longer this time.”
“We can always go for another round.” Carol giggled again as she let her hands glide over his muscular back, feeling the sad reminders of his past under her fingertips.
“I’ll get back to this later.”
She laughed, “Oh, I hope so.”
Daryl smirked as he pulled the blanket over them, “Ya can bet on it.”