Chapter 21

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"I wasn't going to make you wait." 

Kira

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The next morning, Rick has a few of us gathered around for the search on Sophia. Yesterday, Daryl said he might've found a trace of her. It was a barn house, in a closet, there was a small cot set up. No more than yay-high like Sophia could fit in there. Shane and Andrea are taking another grid to look for her. Daryl said he's going back out today. He had asked me to join him on the search. 

"I guess the extra company wouldn't hurt." I tell him. He scoffs at my response. Now that we've got the day planned out, we parted ways. Daryl went off to grab a horse, myself packing up a bag in case we do find Sophia and she needs some medical attention, a blanket, some food. 

"You're heading out, right?" Glenn asks me in the tent. I nod my head, standing up and zipping the bag. 

"Yeah. I'm not really sure when we'll be back. But I can tell Daryl's gonna be thorough about it." I nod. 

"Just be careful, alright?" He says. 

"Always am." I reassure him. He gives me a small smile. 

"You know, we still have that full box of condoms." He reminds me. I throw him a smirk.

"Are we gonna finish what you started?" I ask.

"Me? I'm pretty sure you came onto me."

"I have no memory." I shake my head. Glenn's mouth forms into a smile. He quickly pulls me into his arms, wrapping them tightly around me.

"How quiet can you be? We've got enough room in here. Enough privacy. But it's not sound proof."

"Why would it need to be sound proof?" 

"You really want everyone to hear us?"

"I can be pretty quiet." I shrug. "Uh...I think."

"Yeah, we're using my hand." He suddenly spins us around before pushing me down on the cot. He throws himself on top of me, immediately hovering over my body. He holds a stare with me before shaking his head.

"I can't wait for you to tell me when you want it this time."

"I wasn't going to make you wait." 

Glenn smiles and finally presses his lips on mines. We seems to let out a sigh through our noses. As if finally having this touch was a relief for us. Glenn brings his hand down, pushing my legs apart and pressing his hips into mines, making me feel the bulge in his pants. He grinds himself against me and I couldn't help but break the kiss and let out a breath moan. He brings his hand up, holding me tight around the throat and connecting his lips to my neck. He grinds a bit harder, showing me how much he wanted me. The feeling between him grinding and his sweet lips on my neck causes me to moan out. He's quick to place his hand over my mouth, silencing me. Glenn seems to show how much he wanted it, as he began to rapidly grind against my hips. I bring my hand up to is shirt, gripping it tightly. 

"Oh, my God." He huffs out. 

"Hey, Kira! You in there?" Glenn quickly removes himself from me. I lay there for a few more moments, recollecting myself. Glenn huffs out a breath, shoving his hand down his pants and readjusting himself. He clears his throat, wiping his face and exits out of the tent. 

"Hey, looking for Kira?" I hear Glenn. 

"Yeah, she in there?" Daryl asks.

"Yeah, she's just finishing up packing." Glenn says. I finally stood up from the cot, clearing my throat and kneeling down to the backpack. The tent door opens up and Daryl enters inside.

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