Alone (Daryl Dixon Fan Fiction)

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*mature content*

Dedicated to sydnieking_ because I know she'll love this ;)
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Sydnie's POV
"What're we going to do," I asked Daryl. He shrugged and laid back in the bed that was in the room. The attic must have been someone's bedroom before this because it had a bunch of furniture and things teenagers would of had before all this.

I climbed onto the bed beside him and laid my head on his chest. I ran my fingers over his chest and drew random shapes in the fabric of his shirt. "What're ya doin'?" Daryl chuckled.

I looked up at him and smiled, "nothin'."

He hummed and laid his head back on the pillow. "If you're bored, look around the room, we'll be here a while." I climbed off the bed and walked over to the nearest dresser.

The first one was filled with clothes and in the second one I found a bag of M&M's. I smiled and threw them at Daryl, who jumped up in surprise. He looked down and rolled his eyes, throwing the food beside him.

I rolled my eyes at him and walked over to the window, staring out at the darkening sky. On the road below I could see hundreds of walkers stumbling around. I felt a pair of hands on my hips and looked over my shoulder to see Daryl looking over my shoulder at the street below us.

"What're you thinking about?" I whispered.

Daryl looked down at me and smirked, "how much yer brother's gonna kill me."

I nudged him and he chuckled. "Is it weird that I actually feel safe up here?"

"How do ya feel safe here?"

I turned around and leaned against the wall, facing him. "The walkers can't get up here and the Governors men can't attack us. This is the safest I've felt in months."

Daryl nodded and placed his hands on the wall, beside my head. He leaned down and brushed his lips over mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tugged on the longer hair that was growing there. His hands fell down and rested on my hips. I was surprised at how gentle he was being, usually he was a bit rougher.

His tongue ran over my bottom lip and I granted him access instantly. Daryl pulled me slightly closer and explored my mouth with his tongue. My grip on his hair tightened when he placed his hands under my thighs and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and started slipping off his vest.

Daryl gently took off my jacket and threw it to the ground, his vest soon following. As I kept kissing him with as much love as possible, I started unbuttoning his shirt. Once it came undone, I ran my hands down his chest. He groaned against my lips as my nails ran over his nipples.

I felt his hands gently grab the bottom of my shirt and pull it over my head. My brown curls fell down my bare back, and Daryl grabbed a handful, tugging on it gently. His lips left my mouth and slowly trailed down my jaw and neck. My head leaned back against the wall as I arched my back in pleasure.

"Daryl," I moaned, making him bite down on my shoulder. He grabbed one of my bra straps and slowly pulled it down, following the trail with kisses. After doing the same to the next, his rough hands ran down my back and carefully unlatched the clasp of my bra, freeing my breasts from it.

I bit my lip to keep from crying out as he took a nipple in his mouth and sucked on it gently. "I wanna hear ya," Daryl whispered as he kissed in between my breasts. I moaned loudly as he took the other one in his mouth and fondled the other one with his free hand.

I pushed off the wall and he backed up until his legs hit the edge of the bed. He got on his knees and moved further up, laying me down so my head laid against the pillow. I could feel my body tense as his hands started undoing my pants.