Beth barely had time to notice him before he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her out from under the spray of water. "You wanna get fucked that bad that you gonna risk your life for it?" Daryl demanded.
Her blue eyes were wide with shock. "What?"
"The fucking condoms! That's what you were looking for by yourself."
Beth bit her lip nervously. "I didn't think it was a big deal. It's not like I left the store."
"So let me get this straight. Getting a box of condoms was so important that you had to sneak away with nobody to watch your back."
"I can take care of myself," she said stubbornly. "I didn't need anybody's help to kill that walker."
"This time. Next time you might not be so lucky. You gotta be more careful."
"No," Beth said. "I'm sick of always being the one left behind waiting. I want to go on runs and help defend the group. Andrea always--"
"Andrea's dead!" Daryl exploded. He got down in her face as his anger flared again. "The only reason you wanted to go on that run was to get the condoms. Don't give me no bullshit about helping the group."
"I do want to help, but besides that it was exciting to be out there doing something for a change. And what's wrong with picking up something I need while I'm out there?"
"Something you need," he ground out furiously.
"You said that you wanted to last time. But you didn't because you didn't have anything with you."
"Wanted to what?" Daryl asked.
"Are you going to let go? You're hurting my arm," she protested.
He didn't loosen his grip one bit. "Wanted to what? If you're gonna do it, you should be able to say it."
Beth stared mutely at him. Then she looked toward the shower. "We should turn the water off."
"Say it."
"Daryl, please." Her breathing was becoming more pronounced even as she spoke his name.
"Please what? Please fuck me? That what you want?" He let go of her arm and touched her between her legs. "So wet. It ain't all from the shower. No, your pussy's always ready to be fucked. Ain't that right?"
She moaned in response as he slipped a finger inside her. He pulled it out and turned off the shower. Then he walked over to the bench, knowing that she would follow him. He sat down and pulled her onto his lap. Rubbing her the way she liked, he brought her to the edge and stopped.
He spoke into her ear. "I got news for you. You ain't gonna be fucked until I decide. You ain't even gonna come until I decide."
"Why?" Beth asked as she started to shift her position on his lap.
"Because I'm in control. Get up," he commanded.
