Eleven Months Later
A pair of lips presses soft kisses along my naked shoulder and I feel myself being stirred awake from my peaceful sleep. The scruffy beard tickles, causing goosebumps to form all over my skin. I open my eyes lazily and look towards the cell walls as he continues to kiss me, his heated naked skin pressing against mine.
"Alright, I'm up." I murmur tiredly as I turn in the bed and face him.
His beautiful blues eyes look into mine as he pulls me tightly against him, my breasts pressed up against his bare chest, "Morning." He mumbles before his lips begin to kiss along my collarbone.
"Good morning." I moan, my fingers tangling in his hair and my head falls back, my eyes closed in bliss.
"I love waking up like this." I murmur as his hands move all over my body.
"I love waking up next to you like this. One of my favourite sights." He says, his dark eyes looking up at me with lust.
I chuckle, "Of course you only want me for my body."
"Well it's definitely one of the reasons." He says, placing a kiss on my lips.
My fingers knot into his hair as I kiss him, our breathing becoming heavier. Just as things begin to really heat up someone interrupts us from behind the curtain over the door.
"Come on you too, time to get up! We got to go on that run at noon!" I hear Glenn call through the sheet.
Daryl pulls back frustratedly and turns to the door, "Yeah, we'll be out in a minute."
I chuckle as I hear the newlywed walk off and I look back up at him, "Certainly knows how to ruin the mood doesn't he?"
He grunts in agreement and I smile as I sit up and climb out of bed. I pull on my underwear and bra before slipping on my jeans, a sweater and my boots. Daryl climbs out from behind me as I walk over to the sink and grab my toothbrush and toothpaste. I begin to brush my teeth as I look into the mirror and Daryl soon grabs his and brushes his teeth. He steps behind me and presses his body against my back and wraps his arm around my waist, holding me tightly to him. I smile and lean back into him, resting my head on his shoulder.
After everything that happened with Woodbury, he's become so much more affectionate in our time alone together. When we are with the group he is much more restrained, leaving it to barely any public displays of affection. However when we are alone it's almost as if he can't keep his hands off of me, which doesn't bother me one bit.
The first time we made love, was a few months after the Woodbury people came. The prison was beginning to really become a home and we just found that it was the right time. It was magical, better than I ever imagined it would be. Since then we've been all over each other, our love growing stronger each day.
I lean forward and quickly rinse my mouth out in the sink using the water from the bucket to the side. I step away from him and slip my knife on as he finishes getting himself ready. I quickly brush my hair and I feel him come and wrap his arms around my waist, his lips on my neck and I close my eyes.
"Stop, we gotta go." I say, though I'd much rather stay here.
He pulls away and I place the brush down before walking towards the door, "Come on, let's get some food before we go."
I push aside the curtain and make my way out, Daryl following closely behind me. I walk down the steps and out of the cell block, the smell of cooking meat reaching my nose. We walk over towards the outdoor eating area where a few people are gathered around eating. I smile as I walk towards Carol and the people begin to call out.
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Always (A Daryl Dixon/ The Walking Dead Fanfiction)
Fanfiction"It's you and me Daryl, like it always has been." I say, looking into his dark blue eyes. "The way it always will be." He states. I nod my head, a small smile on my lips, "Always." Bree Winchester had known the Dixon brothers since she was running a...
