Ricks pov
I finally realised what the emotion was in Daryls eyes earlier before. It was love. He has been craving me for so long now. But for how long? Oh well. It doesn't matter now. We're now together and nothing else matters in this moment. Lori doesn't matter. Shane doesn't matter. Nothing matters.
My legs were wrapped around his waist; my arms were around his neck. Our lips never left each other as Daryl gently layed me on top of a haystack. Hovering, above me he parted our lips making me groan. "Daryl......" I groaned out. This made him smirk. "Yes~?" He sung out and ran his hand through my hair.
"Shut the fuck up and kiss me asshole" I snapped, locking our lips together. Teeth scraped against each other, tongues battled for dominance; the sound of panting filled the barn.
Running my hands through his thick hair he roughly tugged on my shirt. "Let's remove this. It's in the way" he growled tearing my shirt off. I grunted in response while unbuttoning his shirt. At least I have some manners I thought. And I really liked that shirt. "You know that was my favourite shirt..." I mumbled only getting an irritated huff in return.
"And I prefer you without a shirt. We have our differences don't we?" He huffed with a smirk. I grinned and leaned up for a kiss.
"Just shut up and kiss me...." I moaned.
The rest of the night was history. Who knows what this means now.
Hey guys! Sorry it's ages since I last updated. Sorry if this chapter is short ^_^
