Walk with Me (A Daryl Dixon Fanfic)

MAE Flowers Special 1: A Dare for Emyli

WALK WITH ME

A WALKING DEAD Fanfiction

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MAE Flowers Special 1: A Dare for Emyli

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Emyli could not exactly remember how she was given that dare. The three of them, Maggie, Andrea and Emyli, were talking about boys and sex last night. She could barely participate. They had talked about losing virginity: Andrea said she lost hers when she was sixteen—to her Geometry teacher.

"I bet he was good with angles," Maggie commented.

"That, and in scouting the perimeter," Andrea added.

Maggie said she was a late bloomer as she lost hers when she was eighteen. It was to the tallest football player of her school. He turned out to be a disappointment, though.

"Not very tall down there," Maggie said with soft disgust on her face. "In fact," she said in afterthought, "I don't know if I really lost it to him. I barely felt it."

"There, there," Andrea said tapping her back with an exaggerated gloomy look on her face.

Emyli was waiting for her turn, not really sure how to contribute to the topic. When Maggie and Andrea finally stared expectantly at her, she just blurted:

"Thirteen."

The two others girls gasped in disbelief then giggled when they recovered.

"So..." Andrea started trying to look serious, "whose was the bird who caught the early whore?"

Maggie laughed hard.

It took a while for Emyli to answer. "My father. I was abused."

"Oh my God," Maggie panted catching her mouth with her palm.

"You're kidding, right?" Andrea said gravely.

The question lingered again. Emyli blinked. "Of course," she said and it was only then that Maggie and Andrea released the breath they held. Emyli continued: "I don't think I have ever done it...properlyyet."

"Okay, so MAE Flowers' first mission is to get Emyli laid," Andrea announced. Maggie nodded, "so who do you wanna do it with?"

"What—huh?"

"Get you laid," Andrea repeated then she raised her fist and counted with her fingers. "Rick's with Lori, Jimmy's with Beth, Dale is too old, Carl is too young...and that leaves us with Glenn, T-Dog, Daryl and Shane. Take your pick."

"Andrea, you know who Emyli's boyrfriend is," Maggie said with a smirk.

"Boyfriend?" Emyli asked, confused.

"Daryl," Maggie replied, "you saved his life, he brought you back here when you ran away." Maggie winked. "You wanna sleep with a guy with whom you have a connection like that."

Emyli thought about it but she had to shake her head. "I don't know. He reminds me so much of my dog...."

Maggie and Andrea looked at each other meaningfully. Andrea's "announcement" earlier was meant as a joke. They were surprised that the innocent girl took it seriously and was not revolted by the idea of having sex.

"Well, have you seen him naked?" Maggie asked curiously in a whisper.

"Twice," Emyli replied almost instantly in an unassuming manner. This prompted the two other girls to gawk at her, impressed—and to giggle again. "I bandaged his wound and I helped him towel his back. Both times without a shirt."

"How about without pants?" Andrea boldly asked.

"No," Emyli answered firmly. Then she added slowly. "Never without pants."

"What do you think is he wearing underneath?" Andrea asked.

"Yeah, briefs? Boxers?" Maggie cajoled.

"Hmm...I don't know," Emyli said thinking hard.

"And what's the color?" Andrea pretended to ponder on it. "White? Black?"

"I don't even know if he's wearing anything," Emyli blurted.

Maggie and Andrea produced a lingering "oh" sound with matching big, round eyes.

"How did you know it's a possibility?" Andrea playfully scrutinized.

"I bet they've been dry humping," Maggie suggested.

"He'd snap a neck before someone can pat him on the back," Emyli tried to reason.

"Not yours, though," Andrea said slowly...like there's a plan being brewed in her head. "You saved his life."

"How about we give little Lily a dare?" Maggie declared. She looked at Emyli, "I dare you to bring us his undies."

"Exactly what I'm thinking," Andrea applauded. "We dare you to bring us his dirty, little knickers."

Emyli stared at them in disbelief. "I-I don't know," she stammered. "What's in it for me?"

"Well..."Andrea considered. "Get his undies and you might get the chance of getting laid. Last time I checked, when you remove that article of clothing, sex gets more appealing," she winked.

"I don't want to sleep with him," Emyli declared, "and I believe the feeling is mutual."

"Honey it's the end of the world," Andrea pleaded. "No one can afford to be choosy. You wanna get laid? Go ask for it. I doubt a guy would say no."

Emyli still looked doubtful.

"It's human nature," Andrea continued. "If we want to continue living, then it is the thing that we must continue doing. Trust me, honey, you'll feel more alive." She nudged Emyli, "go get yourself some fun."

Maggie nodded in agreement but Emyli just stared at them blankly. Andrea looked sharply at Maggie egging her to take the turn and convince Emyli.

"A-and..." Maggie stuttered, "ahm...I think Daryl will look less like your dog once you see his undies...."

Emyli's face suddenly lit up. "'Cause dogs don't wear briefs or boxers?"

"Well, unless Daryl is on commando," Andrea teased and she and Maggie giggled while Emyli smiled.

"Fine, I'll do it then," Emyli said. "I mean...not the sleeping part but at least the undies. I...I think it might be fun...."

Maggie and Andrea high-fived as Emyli started to think how in the world she could seize Daryl Dixon's underpants.

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PART 2: Emyli gets some fun...

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