Until the End

Chapter Eleven: What I like about you.

She placed her hand on Daryl's shoulder, causing him to jump a little.

"Sorry, it's just me." Kirby said and sat down beside him. "Let me see."

"It's fine." Daryl grumbled.

"You don't want it getting infected. Daryl, let me see your hand." Kirby said, her tone final.

Daryl let out an angry sigh and sat down. He held his hand up and the cut was already bleeding again. Kirby took out some gauze and began drying his hand. Using a different piece of gauze, Kirby cleaned up the blood around the cut to get a better idea of how deep it was. She moved the gauze and let out a whistle. Kirby looked over at Daryl.

"Did you hit him hard enough? I think you missed a little bit of tissue." Kirby joked.

Daryl didn't laugh. Sighing, Kirby went back to work. Next she pulled out a sterile packet along with a black zip-up bag. She unzipped it and pulled out a needle case.

"What are you doing with that?" Daryl asked, eying the needle Kirby grabbed.

She popped off the protection cap covering the needle and held Daryl's hand.

"I'm going to numb the area around the cut. I'm sure this isn't a foreign thing to you, country boy." Kirby teased.

She then stuck him with the needle a few times.

"Ow! A little warning would be nice." Daryl said, his arm jerking at the sudden stick.

"Don't be such a baby. It's only a tiny needle." Kirby murmured as she put the cap back on the needle.

She opened up the sterile packet that she had taken out before and ripped it open revealing a curved needle and black stitching thread. Daryl gave off a uncomfortable cough at the change in weapons.

"Five stitches, Daryl Dixon. What am I going to do with you?" Kirby asked, wrapping Daryl's gauze clad hand with tan self-adherent wrap.

"For one you could not venture off alone and unprotected." Daryl said and had a pair of moss green eyes staring hard at him.

"Mallorie and I were looking for mushrooms, but she happened to find wild leeks." Kirby said and looked upon the water.

"I went looking for y'all when y'all didn't show up." Daryl said.

"I know. I should have came back sooner. Daryl....Shane followed us the whole time. He denied it, but I didn't know he was there until I had this creepy feeling of being watched. He was trying to be quiet, like he didn't want to be noticed." Kirby told him, turning to look at Daryl.

His face handsome face was a vision of pure anger as he balled up his fist. Kirby took his hands in hers.

"You can ball up your left hand all you want, but I refuse to let you rip your stitches." Kirby said.

"I'm going to kill that son-of-a-bitch." Daryl growled, moving to stand up.

Kirby moved faster and threw her leg over his lap, straddling him. She pressed her hands down on his shoulders to keep him from getting up. She was proved wrong when Daryl just cupped her bottom, holding her to him as he got to his feet. Her mouth gaped open at this, causing Daryl to smirk.

"Wow, I didn't know you were this strong." Kirby mumbled, linking her ankles together and wrapping her arms around Daryl's neck. "It's sexy."

Daryl shook his head and went to set Kirby down on her feet. She tightened her legs around his waist, clinging to him like a vice grip.

"Ya know I could just pry ya off of me." Daryl stated, cupping Kirby's thighs.

"I know, but you won't." Kirby said, smug.

"Ya so sure of yourself." Daryl said, giving her thighs a squeeze.

Having the advantage of being an inch taller then him at the moment, Kirby grinned down at him with mischief.

"Oh, I know that look. Merle got it all the time when he was about to pull somethin' on me." Daryl said, looking wearily at Kirby.

She laughed, before leaning down to kiss him. Daryl's hands tightened, before moving to cup her bottom as he kissed back. He ran his left hand up and under Kirby's tank top to touch her bare skin. Kirby nipped Daryl's bottom lip, before running the tip of her tongue across it. With a sigh, Kirby deepened the kiss, but let Daryl lead. She arched into him as they tongues meshed together.

Breaking away, Daryl glanced up towards the camp for a second, before moving quickly behind the large boulder that hid them from view. Kirby laughed as her back met the sand and Daryl's weight moved above her. She didn't waste anytime in removing his shirt. Kirby ran her hand up Daryl's toned stomach, taking in the sight of him.

"How much time do we have?" Kirby asked, taking hold of Daryl's belt buckle.

"Enough." Daryl said, grabbing hold of Kirby's tank top before pulling it over her head.

Clothes went flying in every direction until Kirby remained in her bra and panties. Kirby pulled Daryl's mouth down to hers as he slipped her panties down her thighs. Daryl kissed his way along Kirby's jaw and down along her neck, nibbling and sucking every so often. Kirby moaned Daryl ran his tongue over a sensitive spot on her collarbone. He gave that spot some attention, before slipping inside her.

Kirby gasped as her body adjusted to his size and moved her hips against his. Daryl grunted as he moved in and out of her.

"Damn, Kirby your so tight." Daryl's voice was muffled with her mouth as they kissed again.

"It-it's been awhile." Kirby admitted, feeling the hot ball of pleasure tightening up in her lower stomach.

Close to release for the both of them, Daryl sped up his pace. Kirby was the first to tumble off the edge, calling out his name as she came. Daryl's body tensed up as his hot seed shot inside of her. They collapsed in a tangled heap of sweaty limbs and heavy breathing. Taking that moment, Kirby ran her fingers through Daryl's damp hair and giggled.

"We just had our way with each other like a pair of sex crazed teenagers." Kirby stated.

Daryl lifted his face from Kirby's throat and smirked down at her. Kirby's hair was fanned out around her and she looked just a beautiful as the first time he saw her.

"If I had my way with ya, I'd lock ya up in a room and throw away the key." Daryl said.

Kirby grinned up at him, only to moan as he slid himself out of her. Daryl got off of Kirby and stood up in all his naked glory. Kirby propped herself up on her elbows and looked him up and down.

"Wanna take a bath?" Daryl asked, smirking.

Kirby bit her bottom lip, before jumping up. Careful not to get his right hand wet, Daryl joined Kirby in the water where they went at each other again. By the time they were dressed, they were clean and relaxed. They walked back up to camp with their fingers laced and sending each other secret smiles.

Glenn nudged Amy and pointed to Daryl and Kirby who were over by the fire with Mallorie.

"Damn it, if I don't have sex soon, I'll begin to squeak when I walk." Amy huffed, staring at Kirby in admiration.

Glenn's jaw dropped at Amy's words. He then gave a fake cough, gaining Amy's attention.

"You? You want to have sex with me?" Amy questioned with a raised eyebrow.

Glenn frowned.

"What if I do?" Glenn shot back.

Amy faltered on her words and stood up. Her hand shot out and grabbed Glenn by the collar of his shirt, before pulling him away from camp.