Your Crying Shoulder

Ole Man

Mae's pov

Blinking back the sleep, I wake up the next morning with a warm hand around my body. Looking around the cell, I lay under the blanket on my cot getting a small chill from the cool air. Feeling someone breathing on my bare shoulder, I turn and am faced with a sleeping daryl dixon. A smile spread across my face as I stare at his beauty. His hair ruffled and a mess as his face is nuzzled into my shoulder. His warm, bare skin touching mine. Last night was probably the best night of my life. I never thought I would ever let someone in like that voluntarily after everything that had happened in my past, but with daryl it's different. Last night I actually felt beautiful. That for once, my scars had disappeared. He made me forget everything and just live in the moment. Running a hand through his brown hair, his eyes started to blink open from the contact. As soon as his bright blue eyes were fully opened, I smiled lightly and leaned in giving him a soft kiss.

"Morning" I whispered.

"Morning" he said in his rough morning voice giving me a weird feeling in my stomach.

I smirked, "thought you said you wouldn't be sleepin in no cage?"

He pulled me closer to his warm body,"last night was an exception"

I smiled and kissed him again before wrapping myself up in one of the blankets and getting up to get dressed. Daryl stay laying on the cot,

"Why you hidin? Ain't like I ain't seen it all"

I rolled my eyes and smirked,"yea, but that doesn't mean I'm just gonna walk around naked all the time now"

"I wouldn't mind that" he smirked.

I rolled my eyes and threw a shoe at him,"pervert"

He caught it and smirked as he got up and started getting dressed himself. Looking around the cell, I couldn't find my shirt anywhere so I settled on Daryl's that was thrown on the floor. Grabbing some shorts, I slid them on and then buttoned Daryl's flannel and tied it in the back so it didn't hang on me like a dress. Grabbing a brush from my bag, I started brushing my hair and jumped when two arms snaked around my waist and a warm, deep voice whispered in my ear,

"What makes you think you can just wear my shirt?"

I dropped the brush as he started kissing my neck. I fought myself from moaning as I whispered,

"Problem?"

He growled and forcefully turned me around slamming me up against the wall. My breathing hitched as he pinned me against the wall with his body. He was still shirtless and had his ripped back jeans on. Hi was breathing heavily as he starred at me with the same lust filled eyes as he did last night. As he pinned me, I felt a bulge in his lower regions as he growled,

"You have no idea what you do to me girl"

I smirked,"I think I have an idea"

He growled and attacked my lips with his forcefully. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he bent down and picked me up. Wrapping my legs around his waist, he still pinned me against the wall as our lips fought against each other for dominance. Things started getting heated and I felt him about to remove my shirt when we heard someone yell,

"Mae, daryl you up yet?"

We pulled away and daryl groaned while he buried his head in my shoulder.

"Yea we are!" I yelled back.

"Well get decent cause Rick wants to talk to ya and daryl you're on watch!" The person chuckled only for me to recognize it as T.

I chuckled and daryl let me down before growling, "I swear I'm gonna kill that fucker one day"