Delilah Dixon starts off the apocalypse with her two older brothers. Merle and Daryl. Her and her brothers were known as the red-neck trash in the group, but Shane Walsh saw something else in her.
What if Shane Walsh didn't die?
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*smut warning*
Without another word said they had to spend the night at the kingdom with no arguments. They had no other choice but to stay and wonder if the king will decide to help them. They couldn't help but worry when Negan will show up looking for Daryl.
King Ezekiel made sure their needs were met with some time to get cleaned up and a warm dinner. Once night fell they all got separated into rooms to sleep in. Once Delilah and Shane got to theirs she couldn't help but smile.
"What?" Shane chuckled, coming up behind her.
"I have a good feeling about this. This place, their numbers. All of us combined we might actually have a chance."
Shane trailed his hand up her arm making her hair stand up on her neck. "I do too. I just hope it all works out." He said tugging on her sleeve. Shane buried his head in her neck leaving light kisses behind her ear.
Delilah turned around and held his face. Shane trailed his hands down to her waist and pulled her closer. Her breath hitched at his touch, lust filling her core. She pulled his head to hers and planted her lips on his. The kiss turned more passionate, hungry for more.
Without another word, Shane lifted her up, her soft thighs straddling his waist. He carried her over to the bed and gently lowered her down, never breaking the connection through their lips. The anticipation built as they undressed each other slowly, savouring the moment.
Delilah's shirt slipped over her shoulders. Shane threw it to the side, revealing her ample breasts, encased in a lacy black bra. Shane's breath quickened as he reached out and cupped her breasts, thumbs teasing her already hardened nipples. She moaned softly, arching her back to offer him better access.
Shane wasted no time, unclasping her bra and setting her free. He bent down, taking one rigid nipple into his warm mouth, swirling his tongue around it while his hand massaged the other.
As Shane continued his oral worship, his hands explored her body, caressing her soft skin. He traced patterns down her stomach, over her navel, and toward the heat between her thighs. Delilah spread her legs wantonly, giving him full access to her.
His fingers found the thin material of her panties, already damp with her arousal. He slowly slid them down her legs, exposing her. His fingers glided through her, as he located her clit, swollen and begging for attention.
Delilah squirmed as Shane teased her clit, circling it gently before applying more pressure. His mouth left her breasts, and he kissed a path down her body. She lifted her hips, inviting him to explore further. Shane obliged, pulling her hips to the edge of the bed. He breathed hotly against her core, his tongue darting out to taste her. Delilah moaned loudly, her head thrown back in pleasure.
