Little Grimes

twenty three

I follow Daryl to the meeting sight. My dumbass brother was almost willing to trade Michonne into the Governor to get him off our backs. Like the Governor would actually leave us alone.

I cannot believe he would give up one of our own. Well he wouldn't. That's how we ended up in this situation.

Merle decided to take matters in his own hands and give the Governor Michonne himself.

I have no idea why Merle decided to do this. I have noticed that he loves doing someone else's dirty work.

Daryl puts an arrow through a walker's head as we approach closer to the meeting grounds.

Daryl stops in his tracks.

"What is it?" I ask, trying to look past him.

That's when I see it. Merle slouched over someone, eating them.

I gasp, covering my hand over my mouth.

I try to grab Daryl but it's too late. He's walking towards his dead brother and his dead brother is walking towards him.

Daryl pushes Merle over and over again until he's on the ground with him. Daryl cries out as he stabs Merle in his head. Tears stream down my cheeks at the sight. I know how much Daryl is hurting right now and I desperately want to take his pain away.

Daryl moves away from Merle and falls on his back, crying out "no".

I give him his moment in peace, knowing he won't want me around while he's like this.

I stab any walker that gets too close to him, shielding him in his vulnerable state.

I step into the cell that Daryl has made his own. He's cleaning his arrows but stops when he sees me.

"Are you okay?" I ask softly.

He hums in response, looking down at his arrows.

I walk over to him and take the arrows from him. I set them on the ground and move onto his lap.

He holds my waist with his hands and looks up at me, "hi."

I wipe the tear that escaped from the corner of his eye and press a small kiss on his lips.

"I'm so sorry," he says quietly.

"I know," I answer, leaning my forehead against his.

I breathe in his scent, missing everything about him. After he lost Merle, I realized I didn't want him to lose anyone else. He already lost our baby and his brother, he didn't deserve to lose me.

I was also being selfish in my decision because I really did not want to lose him. He's the love of my life and I know if I was in his position, I would have chose Rick as well.

From when we were both kids, we depended on our brothers and were taught we could only trust blood.

We're slowly learning that it's not true. We had each other and we can trust each other.

I close my eyes as his lips connect with mine in desperation. He holds onto my waist and changes our positions so that I'm on my back with him hovering over me.

His hands move to the hem of jeans and his lips attack my neck. I moan softly once his lips find the sensitive spot on my neck. He quickly unbuttons my jeans and tug them down my thighs.

"Fuck, Daryl," I moan out, his mouth kissing down my body to find my clit.

I throw my head back as his hand covers my mouth to keep silent. His other hand is working magic with his fingers inside me. I grind down on his fingers, wanting more of him.

He moves away from me, making feel empty and cold without his touch. He stands up to unbutton his jeans. I keep my eyes on him as he pulls down his jeans and boxers, revealing his cock.

I stand up with him and push him back down on the mattress. I sit back down on his lap, the position we started in. I undo his vest, his eyes staring at me and only me.

My lips go to his chest, pressing light kisses and sucking to leave my mark. He grabs my ass and leads me down on his cock. I moan once he's fully inside me. I move my hips, wanting the friction desperately. He grunts as my movement become faster. He changes our positions again so that he's on top. The constant hit of my g spot makes me want to scream. I bite my lip and arch my back, wanting more of him. He goes deeper now that he has better access to destroy me. His hands go up my shirt and grasp my boobs.

The mixture of fingers teasing my nipples and his dick pounding into me is enough to send me over the edge.

I hit my climax and I can tell he's getting close as well.

I wrap my hand around his neck and bring my lips to his ear, "cum for me."

"Fuck," He groans, connecting our lips as he reaches his high.

I smile against his lips. I missed him so fucking much. I missed the way he makes everything else disappear.

"I love you, Maeve."

"I love you, Daryl."