Just Do It, Daryl [Teaser] [SMUT]
Daryl’s nervous but tempted eyes followed your body upward. He scanned up your legs, up to your beautiful hidden core and hips, admiring the curves of your body up your sides, over to your heaving breasts, and finally up to your beautiful smile.
Daryl’s breath got heavier the higher he climbed and by the time he reached your eyes you saw the first sign of vulnerability from his eyes, ever. You grin to yourself at his reaction, loving his roaming eyes all over you. You didn’t know what this was, but it sure felt fucking amazing.
You stared down at him with challenging eyes and stomped your dirt covered boot into the soft white sheets below, “Didn’t know ya thought of me that way, Dixon.”
You smirk as his eyes suddenly divert from yours, looking away nervously, on his knees.
You roll your eyes, “Ironic how you can run your mouth about everything else, but you can’t tell a woman you want to fuck her.” You scoff and fold your arms, looking down at him, awaiting a response.
Daryl suddenly got of the bed, walked over to its right side, and grabbed your hips, pushing you over, sideways on the mattress. Your head falls off the side and you close your eyes and sigh to yourself, knowing he can’t see you enjoying his rough touch. You couldn’t believe how fucking turned on your were right now, all visions and memory of hatred toward him melted like ice in a dessert. You couldn’t deny you were so ready for whatever he had in store for you.
You snap your head up and try and look dismayed, only to fall that task a 1000%.
Daryl notices you biting your lip, with a look in your eye he had never seen from you. His legs shifted as he got even more turned on by well, everything about you. He tried to remain focused, his gaze turns down to your right foot which he has in his hand. He swiftly pulls the boot off, followed by the sock. He turns his attention to the other foot and does the same.
He moves his hands slowly up your thighs, rubbing the blue jean denim over and over, causing them to get hot. You snap your head up to him as he rub your thighs up and down. His eyes are fixated on them and he doesn’t notice what he is doing to you, you groan as you feel yourself get wetter with each pass. You reposition yourself, lowering your hips toward him, allowing your head to lay on the mattress, evenly.
You stare down at him with hard longing as you cause his palms to go up to your hips, with your actions, “Go ahead, Dixon.” You say, hazy eyed, as you stare down at his hands on your body.
This smile to yourself and wiggle your hips under his hands, before flitting your eyes back to his, daringly.
“Show me what ya got.” You say, trying to sound challenging, but it can out half breathless.
Daryl’s eyes locked onto yours and his body groaned at your words, his eyes gave way to his true desire, he nodded softly and his eyes returned to his hands on your body.
Daryl slowly returned to his previous action, the one that had granted him permission to everything he wanted, he allowed his hands to roam your thighs a few more times, loving the feeling of just being able to roam your body freely. A thing he had thought a lot about, more than he’d like to admit to even himself.
He looked up at you and saw your eyes closed and your body starting to wiggle as you held your arms in the air, smiling to yourself.
Daryl smiled softly at the sight; suddenly, so happy that you loved his hands on you. He swiftly moved hands up your body, grazing your breasts only for a moment, before hurriedly pressing his body on top of yours.
You groan in delight as you feel his body’s weight, never remembering anyone feeling so good just laying on top of you.
You moan in pleasure as you feel his hips press his core into yours, loving every second of him.
Daryl smiles softly down at your happy eyes and his hand comes down and rubs the left side of your face up and down. He softly traces your skin, making butterflies follow his fingertips path, and making you smile up at him happily.
“You like my body on yours, Y/N?” Daryl tried to act cocky, but in his voice there was a hint of questioning.
You smile as you notice these mixed emotions and moan happily, arching your hips up and down onto his as you stare into his eyes, “Yes.” You moan unintentionally giving into your body’s urges.
Daryl smiles sweetly down into your eyes at your reaction before harshly shoving his tongue back into your mouth. He swirls your tongue around and record speed causing your body’s reaction to only quicken, run your fingers through his hair, pushing his mouth harder back into your own, as you arch your body up into his, feeling like every atom was too far apart.
You feel his hands come swiftly down your sides and to your stomach, he pushes his palms up it, exposing it as his hands began to work on it.
“Oh, Yeah!” You cry out into his mouth as you feel his hands making love to your body.
Daryl’s tongue’s force intensifies at your call to him and he his hand venture further up, taking both of your naked breasts in them.
“Fuck!!” You complain lovingly into his mouth; his hands felt so fucking good on you!
Daryl growled into your mouth at your reaction and pinched your nipples as his hands rotated over your breasts. He detaches his lips and makes sweet, deep kisses all the way around your chin to the side of your neck, where they make contact with your ear.
“You are so fucking sexy, Y/N…” He purred into your ear, making your body arch even further up into his.
“So fucking beautiful… and funny… and tough…” He left sweet kisses up and down your neck as he lamented to you.
“I ain’t never met anyone like you…” His tongue played with your skin as he drug it up and down the side of your neck, exploring your territory.
“…Not in the last world… And not in this one…” His tongue trailed up and down your earlobe before lovingly kissing it.
You groan happily at his words and the sensation his tongue left on your favorite spot and reached your right hand up into his hair, lovingly massaging it.
“I had no idea!” You moan excitedly, your eyes closed and your smile full, as you allow him to pleasure you in the best ways.
You shiver when you feel his tongue wiggle itself into your ear as you felt and heard his body breathing heavy on top of you and into your ear. He detached it and nuzzled his nose into your neck, leaving one soft kiss behind your ear, before whispering to you, “I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you, Y/N. Just didn’t think ya felt the same…” He bite your earlobe, earning him another moan and your hands to both swiftly move to his sides, roaming up and down them before taking his back for a tour.
“Why didn’t you say something?” You ask in the confusion of memory and present, lovingly rubbing his body up and down.
Daryl stopped his tongue’s motions and leaned back up to look into your eyes. He nervously stroked your face and nudged his nose up, “I thought you had a thing for someone else…” He said, shifting his gaze to some point on the wall.
You peer at him curiously and lovingly run your hands up and down his back a few times, forcing his eyes back to yours, “Who?” You ask curiously.
Daryl looked down into your eyes and at your face, searching for the courage to say what he felt. He took a deep breath and forced the word out of his mouth, “Rick.”
Daryl watched you giggle and move your right hand over your eyes, reveling in the moment.
He bit his lip nervously, not knowing what your reaction meant.
Your eyes lock with his and you notice his hesitation. You smile even wider before moving your arms slowly down and run your palms down the outside of his chest and stomach, pulling on his hips and staring into his eyes with intent.
“Why the fuck would I want Rick, when I got a man like you to take care of me?” You purred, huskily, running your hands slowly up his buttoned flannel cut-off shirt.
“Oh god, baby…” You moaned to yourself as you felt your fingertips flow up his amazing barreled stomach, loving the feeling of your skin on his skin. You couldn’t remember the last time you had felt it or remembering it feeling so, damn, good!
Daryl smiled down at your loving eyes on his, and rolled his eyes at your touch.
“God damnit, Y/N… I’ve wanted this for so long…” He groaned, closing his eyes and reveling in your touch.
“Fuck you, Daryl! Why the fuck are you doing this to me??” You say, suddenly so fucking frustrated by his words and his past behavior, but unable to stop your body’s reactions to him.
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