A Dixon’s Mate
Pairings: Daryl Dixon x Reader
Summary: Y/N is attracted to a certain blue eyed Alpha, but she thinks he doesn’t like her because of how much he avoids her. What she doesn’t know is that Daryl lives to protect that Omega. One night when Daryl doesn’t join everyone for a special dinner in the cellblock, she takes some dinner to share at his watch post, but what she finds will change everything between them.
Warnings: Unprotected sex (be safe when you get naughty), A/B/O Dynamics, knotting sex, a little fluff at the end, wee instance of Daddy kink, etc.
A/N: This took longer than expected for many reasons, but I’ll just leave it at that for now. This isn’t my best work, but I’ve been told it’s good for how rusty I am getting back behind the keyboard after a while. The style of this story is written in @kittenofdoomage‘s A/B/O universe. If you’d like to know more she has a link to the list of rules on her page. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy it.
Word Count: 2,356
The sun was already high above the
prison when Y/N stepped out to the yard, loving the Georgia heat
despite the humidity. It had been freezing inside the cell block with
three straight days of rain, so the warmth of the sun’s rays soaking
into her skin was a welcome change. A smile tugged at her lips as she
watched the kids run out through the muddy grass, Rick and Hershel
checking the crops, while Maggie and Glenn walked hand in hand to the
fence to kill off some walkers. She was always so happy to see the
sweet beta couple together, feeling the love they have for one
another radiating from them every time they even look at each other.
Poor Rick always smiled at the sight of them too, wishing he could go
back to the days before he lost his omega, Lori. As if it wasn’t bad
enough that he had to kill his best friend, Shane, another pig headed
alpha pining over his omega. But he had Carl and sweet little Judith
to keep him going. He also had his duty as leader of the group to
make his days busy, caring for the people taken in after the fall of
Woodbury and the Governor slaughtering some of his own people.
An all too familiar feeling pulled Y/N
from her thoughts and made shivers run down her spine. Her teeth
quickly sunk into her bottom lip to hold back a soft whimper that
threatened to escape, loving the heat that spread through her body
under the blue eyed gaze of the alpha staring at her from the nearest
watch tower. Daryl watched her every chance he got, secretly admiring
everything about her. He had been completely entranced with her since
the group first found her outside Atlanta. He liked to believe that
she had no idea, looking away to avoid meeting her eyes any time
she’d look at him.
To Y/N’s dismay, he always kept his
distance from her. Whenever she caught him looking, she wondered how
it would feel to be close to him or how he would smell. She’d been
told that alphas smell wonderful to omegas like her, but she’d never
been around an unmated one before, aside from Shane but he acted like
Lori was his, even when Rick came back. “Maybe he thinks I’m
gross.” She mumbled and kicked a rock from under her foot before
walking down the gentle slope to feed the pigs the group had raised.
Daryl kept his gaze locked on her every move, groaning at the sight of her hips swaying with each step. He wanted nothing more than to pull her against his chest and scent her properly, make her his mate. He always made sure she was safe when they were on the road, keeping his distance and watching from afar. It was dangerous enough for her to be an unmated omega in a world of zombies that half rely on the scent of living things to find their next meal, but it was worse when her scent intensified during her heat each month. Securing the prison had been like a God send to protect her. He’d stop outside her cell at night when everyone was a sleep just to check, inhaling deeply to take in her intoxicating scent while he peeked in on her sleeping form. He thought he’d heard her whimper his name in her sleep a few times, but it was too quiet to tell for sure. As much as he wanted to be hers, he never got too close. Daryl thought he wasn’t good enough for her. He thought she deserved better, but couldn’t stand the thought of anyone but him touching Y/N. He shook his head and turned his attention back out to the woods and fields surrounding the perimeter of the prison, fully prepared to stay there long into the night with his thoughts.