A Survivor's Diary of the Apocalypse (TWD/Daryl Dixon)

S6Pt20 - Back On The Tracks (smut⚠️)

I rolled over in bed and saw Daryl's eyes were still closed. I gently kissed his cheek and his eyes slowly opened.
"Morning love." I said and kissed his lips.
"Mornin'." He said.
He kissed me again, and I trailed my fingers up and down his chest. I then moved my hand to the back of his neck and pulled him closer to me. He started kissing my neck and grabbed my waist to pull me onto him when I winced in pain, but I still tried to continue. But Daryl instantly let go of me and sighed. I sat up and held my side, and the pain subsided.
It's been a few days now since the kidnapping and beating, and the bruises were just starting to heal.
"I'm sorry Kell." He said and sat up behind me.
He gently pulled a piece of my hair back and kissed my neck again. I leaned my back against him and he kept kissing my neck and I sighed.
"It's okay." I hummed. "I'm fine, really."
He kissed up my neck, to my cheek, and then my head. I sighed and slowly got up with a small limp, and he watched me. I walked across the room in just a tank top and my underwear, and I could feel Daryl's eyes on me, which is exactly what I wanted.
"Want some company?" He then asked and smirked at me.
I just opened the door to the bathroom and then looked back at him. I smiled at him and he took that as a yes. He quickly jumped out of bed and I laughed as he pushed me into the bathroom and locked the door behind us.
"What kinda company were you referring to?" I then asked him seductively.
I sat myself on top of the bathroom counter, and pulled Daryl in by his belt. He set his hands down on the counter and leaned in, only centimeters from closing the space between us.
"Whatever you want." He said and gently kissed my lips, before moving his mouth to slightly nibble my earlobe.
"Whatever... I... want." I said and started unbuckling his belt. "You sure about that Dixon?"
"Mm-hmm." Daryl hummed in my ear, and then grabbed my wrist. "But go easy, I don't wanna hurt you."
I just chuckled and pulled my wrist out of his grasp, and then pulled his belt from the pant loops and tossed it against the wall. "I can take it." I said, and then smashed my lips onto his.
He kept a grip on my wrist, pinning my hand down against the counter, and we made out for several minutes. I pulled Daryl closer to me by wrapping my legs around his waist, and I could feel his erection through his pants. He groaned at the friction I made and I moaned his name.
We pulled back to catch our breath and I smiled at him seductively. "Wanna do it here, or the shower?" I asked.
"Both." Daryl said and smirked as he pulled his shirt off.
I raised my arms and he pulled off my shirt too, my breasts bouncing free and my nipples hard. He turned around to start the shower, and the water was nice and hot, and I felt myself getting wet already. He then turned around and I waited for him with my legs open. I was already touching myself through the thin fabric of my underwear and Daryl's eyes narrowed at the sight. He stood there for a minute and enjoyed watching me, and I continued to pleasure myself. I moved my hand underneath the fabric and began rubbing my clit and I bit my lip.
"Oohhh." I moaned.
I then inserted a finger inside myself and felt how tight I was. I began thrusting my finger, starting off slow and moaned again. I rocked my hips back and forth and tossed my head back.
"Daryl.." I moaned out his name and quickened the pace. "Ooohh."
I brought my head back up and looked straight at Daryl, who was now completely naked. He too was touching himself, getting himself ready, and I moaned as I looked at him.
"Keep touching yourself Kell." He said as he walked forwards to stand in between my legs, and then leaned down to whisper in my ear. "It turns me on to see you pleasure yourself."
I just moaned again as I inserted another finger and bit my lip. Daryl carefully put his hands on my sides and began caressing my body. I started grinding on my fingers harder, ignoring the minimal pain that was arising from my beating, because I was getting high off the ecstasy. I felt my core start throbbing and my stomach got hot, and I knew I was close.
"Oh fuckkkk..." I moaned and quickened the pace of my fingers. "Oh yes! Oooh god, I'm close." I moaned louder.
Daryl started biting my collarbone and shoulders, leaving hickies on my skin, and started to play with my breasts in his large hands. The feeling became overwhelming and I closed my eyes and let out a long moan. I curled my fingers inside of me and thrusted my hand harder, sending my fingers deeper, and that sent me over the edge.
"Oooohhh, I'm coming! I'm coming, I'm coming!" I moaned and let out a scream from the orgasm.
I then took my fingers out and Daryl grabbed my hand, and he licked the come off my fingers. I licked my lips and hummed, and he sucked on my fingers and looked me in the eyes. He then pulled them out of his mouth and licked his own lips.
"Mmhhh." He hummed and then pulled me towards the edge of the counter. "Now come for me."
Daryl then shoved his cock into me and I screamed out loud in pain and pleasure. I moaned out his name and he remained still inside of me, allowing me to get adjusted to his length again.
"Don't stop." I panted and tapped his shoulder. "Oh, fuck me..." I moaned.
Daryl started off by slowly thrusting inside of me, and I closed my eyes and took in the pleasant feeling. He looked down at himself in side of me and moaned.
"You're so fucking tight Kell." Daryl hissed as he slid further in.
I moaned again loudly and tangled my fingers in his hair. I pulled him closer to me, our bare chests rubbing against each other, and the air was hot. The steam from the shower filled the air, fogging the mirrors, and making us sweat more, which was even hotter.
"Goddamn." Daryl muttered and grabbed my hips to get better leverage.
"Oh, fuckkk." I moaned and then wrapped my arm around the back of his neck, still holding onto his hair. "You like it— don't you." I panted as he began thrusting deeper.
"Shit." He said and then looked up at me. "I fucking love it."
He then smashed his lips onto mine and pounded into me faster. He held out his arm to brace himself against the wall, and began to speed up the pace. I felt myself getting close again and moaned. Our skin was slapping against each other, and the friction was building up my second orgasm.
"Jesus, Daryl, I'm gonna come." I panted and bit down on his shoulder.
"Come for me." He panted and continued, now even faster than before.
I felt my stomach clench, and my legs started shaking uncontrollably, and Daryl next thrust made my insides explode.
"Shit! Daryl!" I screamed as I came again.
I bucked my hips against him and felt his length still go deeper inside of me, but he stopped moving. I rode out my orgasm and he started to caressed my cheek, and moved the pieces of hair that were covering my face. He then looked me in the eyes and I saw stars. I clenched my fist that was still holding his hair and pulled him in for a kiss. He then pulled himself out and I whimpered as the loss of him inside me.
"Don't worry." Daryl said and pulled me off the counter. "I'm not done."
Daryl then lead us into the shower, and I closed the glass shower door behind us. The water was nice and hot, and Daryl stood me under the shower head. The steam surrounded us. The water soaked my hair and Daryl combed his fingers through it, getting my hair nice and damp, before he gently kissed me again. I then turned us around and stood him under the water, doing the same with his hair.
I then ran my hand along his bare wet chest, and back up to grab his bicep. Daryl leaned down to kiss me and then reached for the body soap. I giggled as he squeezed the soap out all over my body. He then put it down and rubbed his hands all over, lathering up the soap into bubbles. Daryl then brought his hand to the back of my neck and grabbed a handful of my hair. He spun me around and I faced the wall. He went back to using both hands to massage my body, focusing on grabbing and squeezing my butt. I moaned at his touch and I felt him line up at my entrance. He guided himself outside of me, rubbing his length along my lips and clit, and I stuck my ass out. I began rubbing back and loved the friction between us. Daryl then slowly pushed himself inside of me and I let out a long moan. I rested my head against the tile wall of the shower and let out a hot breath.
"Oh fuck." I moaned as Daryl pushed again.
Daryl ran his hand along my back, tracing my spine with his fingers, until he grabbed me by the hair again. He used his other hand to grab my hip and pushed father into me.
"You okay Kell?" He asked as he pumped himself slowly in and out of me.
I just nodded and panted, and braced myself against the wall. Daryl then moved his hand from my hair to wrap around my side and touch my stomach, and then he lowered his hand even more. I moaned as he started twirling my clit and tossed my head back, flinging more water onto my back.
"I need to hear you say it." Daryl then said, and he bent over to kiss my shoulder blades.
I was in a little pain from Daryl pressing on my bruises, but I could worry about that later. I was feeling so good because of him, and I didn't want it to stop.
"I'm— I—" I began to say, and Daryl pulled all the way out, before slowly entering me again, teasing me. "Ooohh god, Daryl, I want you fuck me." I begged.
He then put both of his hands on my hips and pulled out again. "Good." He said, and then slammed back into me.
I screamed as he thrusted into me, going faster and faster by the second. I started instantly moaning, unable to form any coherent words.
"Fuck Kell." Daryl muttered as he pounded into me.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I moaned as I felt myself reaching another climax.
Daryl grunted and then pulled out really quickly, making me whimper, and then he turned me around. He quickly inserted himself back inside me without warning, and I looked up at the ceiling to catch a breath. I then looked back down at Daryl and we made eye contact, and I smashed my lips back into his. Our tongues danced with each other as he fought to gain dominance over my mouth, and I moaned against his lips. Daryl then paused as he grunted and looked down at himself, and went back thrusting deep into me.
"I'm— I'm gonna." I mumbled as I felt myself getting close again, and Daryl nodded.
"Me too." He groaned.
I wrapped my arms around his chest and he pushed me against the wall, and I groaned at the impact. He barely slowed down his pace, but I quickly kissed his shoulder to let him know I was okay, before he tried to stop when we were both so close. He then slammed into me again and I yelled out in pleasure.
"Harder, Daryl!" I moaned. "Faster baby, I'm right there... oh yesss!"
Daryl quickened his pace and I felt him twitch inside of me. My core was on fire and I felt my stomach turn, and I was about to release. One more thrust in the right place, and Daryl made me come again.
"Daryl! Ooohhhh!" I screamed as I came.
"Oh, shit!" Daryl groaned and twitched again.
He then quickly pulled out and jerked himself a few times before coming all over my stomach. My orgasm was so intense that my legs starting shaking so bad I couldn't stand. I began to slide down the wall and Daryl held me up with one arm while finishing himself off. I looked up at the ceiling again, now lightheaded and took a deep breath. I sighed deeply and felt my legs still shaking, and I looked down at them.
"Damn Kell." Daryl said, resting his hand on my thigh and smirked. "You're shaking."
I brought my gaze up to meet Daryl's, and then I smirked back at him after seeing his. "Yeah. No shit."