My Only Weakness

Chapter Eleven

A/n: Hey guys! I'd love to know how you feel about this story. I love writing for you guys but I rarely get votes or feedback. How am I supposed to know if you want me to continue? Please guys voting really helps me feel inspired to continue. Anyways this chapter is one of the rare Daryl point of views that I will do. Enjoy
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"Here, I know it's a bunk bed, but the mattress is comfy." Phoebe commented, sliding onto the bottom bunk. I followed her lead, dipping my head as I sat on the edge, turning to look at her over my shoulder.

I'd never been in this kind of situation; everything about what we had was new to me. She didn't know that though. Carol had figured it out, when I caught Andrea changing and covered my eyes.

Phoebe looked at me, furrowing her brow. "Daryl? You okay?" I blinked, coming back to reality with a nod of my head. "I'm sorry, what?" She smiled nervously, "You can lay down...since you're staying."

I nodded, swinging my lower half onto the bed as I laid back. She laid down next to me, pressing her small frame to mine. I gulped when she let out a soft sigh, my arm moving around her back to hold her.

I could feel her heart pounding against my side, and my own quickened. I wanted kiss her so badly, but didn't know how or if I should. She sat up on her elbow, resting her head in her palm as she looked down at me. "Why did you stop?"

"Stop?" I asked looking up and into her dark eyes. She bit her lip, "Kissing me, I mean." My cheeks burned at that, and I found myself struggling for the right thing to say. "I didn't know ye wanted me t'continue." She nodded moving a hand up to cup my cheek, and my body sparked to life at her touch.

I tangled my hand in her hair, bringing her face to mine as I kissed her, my heart skipping a beat as she let out a surprised whimper.

I rolled her onto her back, never once breaking the kiss, and a groan erupted from my throat as her tongue traced over my lower lip. My hips met hers, and I started to slowly grind, earning a light moan.

She went to undo my belt, which snapped me back. Not here...we couldn't do this here, where someone could see. I pushed back, "No, I...." I stepped off the bed, running a hand through my hair as I let out a grunt before hurrying out. I couldn't be near her, I'd only hurt her.