Daryl Dixon One Shots

What do you want? (Smut ⚠️)

"Y/N? Can I talk to you?" Daryl came into the kitchen to ask me when I was washing the dishes with Carol.
"Go on," Carol nudged me.
I smiled at her while drying my hands. Then I followed Daryl.
"Private?" I asked.
Daryl nodded.
"Come on," I led the way to my room.
I stepped aside letting Daryl in and then closed the door.
"Whats up?" I asked while leaning against the door.
"What do you want?" Daryl answered with a question.
"Huh?" I looked at him confused.
"You look at me all the time Y/N your eyes wander," Daryl told me as if I didn't know.
"Is this because you like me," I looked down and back up again but through my eyebrows.
"Yes," Daryl nodded.
We finally reached an answer.
"Well..." I sighed.
"Just tell me. No matter how crazy it is. No matter how embracing you may think it my be," Daryl approached me slowly.
"Well," I looked into his eyes, "I want you to kiss me. I want you to touch me. I want to feel your hands and your body and your love and your passion and-"
Daryl my neck in his hands and kissed me deeply like I always imagined and wanted.
"What was that?" Daryl asked when we both pulled away for air.
"And all of you. I want all of you," I finished.
"You don't have to worry about that. I'll give you it all," Daryl pulled my shirt off me.
"Daryl. Curtains," I looked at him.
"Let them watch. As long as I have you I don't care," Daryl smiled.
"But I care," I ran over to the curtains and quickly shut them.
Daryl wrapped his arms round me and kissed my neck. He then sat down on my bed, pulled down my jeans and pants, and pulled me onto his lap.
"You're wet for me already darlin," Daryl held my chin and pulled back my head so it was rested on his shoulder.
"Just touch me please," I begged.
Daryl kissed me and then when he pulled away, he started to touch my pussy.
"Fucking hell," I moaned.
Daryl shoved his fingers into me while his thumb played with my clit.
"Daryl! Oh! Daryl!" I moaned.
"Go on," Daryl gave me a little grin, "I want to keep hearing my name on your pretty little lips."
He then started to go faster into me.
"Fucking hell Daryl!" I moaned louder, "Daryl! I'm gonna-"
"Nope," Daryl pulled his fingers out of me.
"What was that for?" I panted.
"Its because I haven't even started," Daryl wrapped his arms round me once again and threw me on the bed.
I laid there watching Daryl strip off slowly. Starting with his belt, then his shoes, then he pulled off his shirt revealing his chest, he let his trousers drop to the floor and then lastly he pulled off his underwear to reveal his dick.
Daryl crawled onto the bed and crawled over me.
"Here I am. Heres my body," Daryl whispered seductively.
I reached my hands behind his back and felt his scars. He flinched.
"Its okay," I told him, "Your beautiful no matter what."
"This is why I love you," Daryl smiled, "You ready?"
"Yes," I nodded and kissed him, then Daryl thrusted into me.
We both moaned while holding each other.
"Fucking hell Y/N you feel so good," Daryl grunted as he thrusted in and out of me.
"So do you," I moaned.
Daryl leaned down and kissed my neck.
Daryl went faster as I moaned loudly and we both came together.