No Tomorrow

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"That's where I'm drawing a blank- the last thing that I remember is feeling a lot of pent up pain and anger, but...nothing else. Daryl told me that he found me asleep in the woods and that's just it."

Jay nodded.

"Seems to me like you managed to get the transformation the last shot was supposed to give you, all that second one was...er, well, a transfusion of my cells with some of the antibodies from the first."

"....your cells? You...you didn't do this to yourself too did you?"

He nodded again and this time he reached his hands out to hold mine and this time when our skin met, a warm tingle shot up the length of my arm like it did when I touched Daryl; the feeling settled down in the pit of my belly and stirred up an odd twinge in the muscles between my hips.

"There's a few things I need to tell you about what we are before you go anywhere....choose anytthing else..."

"Choose what?"

"Who to spend your life with and offer whatever it is your heart has to give."

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Daryl's POV:

Fucking idiot, fucking idiot!

The hot water from the shower scalded me as it rolled down the skin of my back but my brain was too occupied elsewhere, one arm was braced against the wall of the shower and the other one was curved near the dip of my hips by my pelvis; my one hand was wrapped around my cock and pumping it with harsh strokes. It's been awhile since I last jerked off and pure anger powered every heavy stroke from the top of the swollen tip down to the base in my body, I was bursting and ready to release but something in me was just too hesitant to finish so quickly. Belle kept creeping up into my thoughts and kept distracting me from my end goal; with every thought came the delicious idea of touching her skin again with my rough hands until my name escaped her sweet lips...

You barely fucking know her, she was never yours to lose!

But still...how softly she clung to my neck when I picked her up out of the woods or when she whimpered not to leave her wouldn't exit my mind, I nearly broke right then and there; me, a young boy who had his mother burned to a crisp inside his own house....nearly broken over a random ass piece of tail.

Fuck me...dude...

My shoulders siezed up when one last thrust of my fist made my cock throb and finally release the load that had been making my balls ache, and I cried out softly but stayed still until the hot pulsation of my cum stopped and went down the drain with the rest of the water. Pissed off at myself, I flipped the shower off and went to go get ready for the bullshit dinner.

*

Wine and other alcohol was being passed around by the time the dining hall doors opened and Belle slipped in with a pink hue to her cheeks, I was on my second bottle of generic red wine but I still noticed how the redness seemed to spread to her ears when our eyes met; she put a few hunks of meat on her plate before she chose the empty chair to my left and brushed a lock of hair behind her right ear.

"Sorry I'm a little late...I got caught up in a conversation."

She patted my arm reassuringly before she began to eat and I just winced and drank more wine, she was giving off a faint smell of honey suckle and lemon and she'd chosen to wear a dress with no straps that showed the tops of her breasts at just the right angle. Her friend was across the room from us but he just kept frowning into his plate and avoided looking at everyone. Some conversation.

"You shouldn't drink too much of that you know."

I took another swig from the bottle and thunked it against my forehead with a sharp flick to my left wrist, the kids went to bed some time ago and everyone else here was off in their own world with various levels of being shit-faced.

"And why the hell shouldn't I? You're not my mother."

Wince; Belle slipped her hand under the table and gave one of my knees a squeeze so hard that it made me drop the bottle. Whatever this bitch was, she was strong and she knew it.

"Because you and I need to talk about something important when we're done here and I don't think alcohol is gonna help your brain."

I ignored her and went to pick up the bottle again but this time her hand moved to hover right over my zipper and I gulped, she thumbed the tooth of the main zipper and the hairs on my arms were raising; how the fuck was I able to feel the sheer heat of her touch through my clothes?

"I'm being serious, it's about us."

"Us? There is no u s. I barely even know you woman."

She pulled the zipper down a little bit and pinched at my boxers until I had to fake a cough into my elbow and lean my head down to the slick table top, she finally stopped fucking with me and leaned down to whipser into my ear.

"I know, but if you ever change your mind, my room number is 1214B."

She kissed the side of my head before I heard her start to eat again and I just stared at the faux wood grain of the table until I was sure that my heart wouldn't leap straight out of my chest. Part of my brain wanted nothing more then to get away from her but there was something there that stayed; I couldn't tell if it was her aura or something else more powerful that I just wasn't comprehending, but she had me hooked and she h a d to know.

Fucking hell man....ah to hell with it, worse comes to ware she'll just be another knotch on your belt huh? Another one in bed, another victory.

I knew I was going to her door, I would do anything for this weird woman who fell into my lap.

Shit.