The Dead Walk the Earth

Chapter 9 - Night at the CDC

Charlie walked back to her room with her hair twisted into her towel and an oversized sweater with yoga capris on. Back in her room, she found her brush and ran it through her wet hair and dried it here and there. She threw her hair into a damp bun and grabbed her second bottle of wine that she'd carried with her from the kitchen and cracked it open.

"You plannin' on drinkin' away your sorrows?" she heard a gruff voice ask.

"As a matter of fact, Daryl, yes. That is the plan," she told him with a smile. He walked over and clinked his bottle against her's and they each took a sip of their own bottles. "Wine is good, yeah. But where's the beer?" she asked with a laugh. A larger smile grew on Daryl's face as he nodded in agreement.

"Charlie?" Lori called out. Charlie pulled away from the man she hadn't realized she'd gotten so close to.

"What's up?" she asked when Lori peaked her head into Charlie's room.

She smiled and entered the room, then pulled her into a hug, "Just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"I'm fantastic," she said and took another swig of wine.

"I think you had enougha that," Lori commented when Charlie staggered a bit where she stood.

"Aunt Lori, let me tell ya something." she began and placed her arm around Lori's shoulder. "I am going to finish this here bottle. And then I might go get a third because we are safe. I don't have to worry about getting up and watching my ass, constantly on edge. Amy was my friend and so was Jim and I'm going to mourn them tonight. I am also going to celebrate the fact that Rick is back and that we are safe." she told her, her words slightly slurred.

She chuckled, "Alright, butcha gonna pay the price in the morning."

"So be it," she told her with a smile. Lori kissed Charlie's forehead and walked away, Charlie and Daryl alone once again.

"What a beautiful speech." he joked and took a seat on the couch. Charlie laughed and took a bow, then laughed more as she lost her balance for a moment. She regained it again and joined Daryl on the couch, her back against him with her feet propped up on the table in front of the couch. He switched the bottle he was holding in his left hand and draped his arm around Charlie's shoulder and pulled her closer. "I'm sorry 'bout yer friends."

"Everyone is always sorry. But sorry just seems like a useless word nowadays. Better to just give someone a nod every time they lose someone." she mused. She looked up at him, "But for whatever it's worth, I am sorry about your brother."

"Sorry 'bout yours too," he replied quietly and glanced down at her. She shifted a bit so she didn't have to cram her neck to look at him. "Tha world is just so shitty. Maybe it's better they don't' see it." Behind the obvious intoxication, Charlie could see that he meant it on some level. She didn't know what to say so she stayed silent and continued to look at him, taking in each feature on his face. The way he looked worn out, the crinkles around his eyes, the marks on his forehead from frowning. She realized that she likely wouldn't remember any of those little details because a second after thinking them she forgot them.

"I am so drunk." she realized in an unintentional whisper.

"Me too." Daryl agreed.

"My judgment is so impaired but I'm gonna do this anyway," she told him before she placed her lips against his. His response was quick, his lips pressed to her's. He took the empty wine bottle out of her hand and placed it next to his on the floor, then pulled her into his lap.

"Told ya yer good at gettin' me to do thangs I normally don't do," he mumbled as he shifted Charlie so they were both comfortable. She smiled and kissed him again, this one more intense than the first one. She broke the kiss and moved down his neck, biting and sucking in certain spots which earned small moans from Daryl.

"Shhh. We're right next to Lori and Rick. They're probably still awake." she mumbled. He groaned in protest, before he took her into his arms, picked her up and laid her under him on the floor all while he continued to kiss her. Soon, shirts were off and across the room and Daryl kissed down her bare chest. He lightly licked a line from her stomach and back to her chest, then swirled his tongue around her nipple. He took a moment to focus on her breasts which continuously drew out moans that she tried her best to stifle. Daryl began to work down her body again, biting and leaving marks on her stomach. He reached for her pant line and gave her a questioning look, obviously not drunk enough to forget about consent. Charlie, on the other hand, hadn't had sex in months and she almost yelled at him for stopping. He smiled at her frustrated face and slid the tight stretchy pants off quickly, then worked on undoing his own pants to slip them off.

Daryl sat up for a moment and looked her over as she squirmed with desire and sexual frustration. He moved down a bit and lightly kissed her tights and bit at certain spots. He cast his eyes up to her face while he grabbed one side of her underwear with his teeth and pulled them down, his hot breath coasting along her exposed skin. He slowly took them off and discarded them while he knew all she wanted was for him to speed up. She reached down and filled her hand with his hair and pulled him to her lips once again.

"Dammit Dixon," she said as he made sure to hover over her, not touching her at all. He smiled even wider as she hooked her left and right pointer fingers into the top of his boxers and quickly worked them down. He kissed her one last time before he moved down her once again. He made sure to linger longer on her pelvis and held her down so she couldn't make any sudden movements that he didn't see coming. Daryl moved her legs apart and kissed down her thighs a bit before, finally, he gave in and licked a quick line up her slit. Charlie felt a tingle run through her and he set to work, his tongue darting over her clit. Her hand found his hair again and tried with all her might not to scream out in pleasure. The thought finally occurred to her that they should've gone to Daryl's room down the hall, but then she remembered that the walls were very thick, almost soundproof. Still, she made a note to be modestly quiet as Daryl continued to work with his mouth.

She bit her lip as he inserted two fingers inside of her and hooked them just right and quickly found her G spot. The room filled with her voice and cries of pleasure, his name spilled out of her mouth after every "Oh God". He suddenly stopped and ignored her protests, then kissed her again while he positioned himself. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes as he slid in but made sure he didn't hurt her. He gave her a moment to get adjusted and then slowly began to move in and out. Charlie closed her eyes and moaned as his speed picked up a bit. He moaned her name over and over and dropped his head to her shoulder, continuing to moan in her ear. Her fingernails dug into his back as he continued to gain speed and she knew she'd leave scratch marks on his back. One of his hands rested on the side of her head, the other on her hip as he moved. He adjusted her leg a bit, this time getting even deeper inside of her. She felt her insides tighten with each thrust and she knew he was close because he got sloppy and even faster. He pulled out and two pumps with her hand later, he covered her in his come. He knew he wasn't done and made his way back down her and finished her off quickly, a pleasurable yell escaped her lips as he did so.

He moved to get up before she stopped him, "Did you forget something?" she asked. He smiled and kissed her one last time before he grabbed her towel off the floor and cleaned her off. By then, her mind was a bit clearer and she realized what they'd done, but decided to not comment. Her thoughts were disrupted by her underwear landing on top of her. She pulled them on and rejoined Daryl on the makeshift sleeping arrangements and cuddle into his bare chest.

"Holy shit," he said in a sleepy voice. His hand came up to Charlie's head and softly played with her hair and she draped her arm across his torso. She hummed softly in content and quickly fell asleep with his hand still playing with her hair.