What Do We Do?

Part Five

Part Five

Coming back to the Center, Rick gives them a questioning look. He's glad that Maggie wanted them back, but he's skeptical on how long before everyone starts fighting over it. Some look happy because Beth and Daryl are back. Others look irritated and done. Carl among the annoyed with Carol.

Beth doesn't say anything as she strolls passed them all firmly holding Daryl's hand and leading him into her room. Maggie doesn't say anything, her face is neutral, and she gives no hints as to how she wants to deal with any of this.

In Beth's room, she can't help but feel overwhelmed and elated. She bounces up an down in front of Daryl, while he just stands there looking at her, almost unsure of what he should do. Beth on the other hand knows what she wants to do. Sits on her bed, hands behind her propping her up, and legs slowly spreading, Daryl raises an eyebrow and then shakes it away. He has no time or this nonsense. He can't have fun with her right now, or probably ever again. She's pregnant and one baby is enough, let alone having another one. Beth gives Daryl a luring eye, and he's ever so tempted to take her right there.

"Close the door..." Her voice is breathy and like silk, Daryl can't help but become hardened by it. His body is compliment while his mid is ordering it to stop and think about what's happening. After closing the door, he just stand there. Beth sits forward and unbuttons her pants. "Come over here and unzip me."

She personally doesn't know why she's so demanding in this, but she knows her hormones are making her so eager to have him in her. All morning she's felt this way and she just wants to rid herself of this lust. He slowly walks over to her and gets on his knees in front of her and unzips her jeans. Knowing what she wants, he slides the jeans down and off, along with her underwear. He reaches up and takes off her tee-shirt, and then her bra.

"Yer' turn." She says and he goes to undress, until she grabs at his hands. "No you sit down and relax. I'm gonna do it." He sits down and she, instead of getting up an standing to do it. sit on his lap and takes off his shirt. She goes to work sucking and kissing his neck and chest. Daryl groans with compliance and soon his member is hard an poking into Beth, who has started a slow grind on top of him. He groans a little bit louder, making Beth a little bit more excited in what he's doing. His groan is like a new kind of music to her ears that she just wants to put on repeat. She hoists herself up a tiny bit as she works on his pants.

He kisses her neck, chest and when he gets to the small bump that was hidden in her shirts, he stops. He places one hand on the small of her back and the other just on the outside of the bump. Beth looks down at him, unsure of what to do. He leans forward and kisses the bump gently, everywhere around it. Beth shakes off her pause and slides down his his pants and boxers. His erection immediately springs from them like a cork from a pop guns.

"Uhhh." He moans louder, when Beth takes haste to sliding him inside of her. He's surprised at how ready she is for him, but not really too surprised because of her demanding demeanor a few moments ago. He lets her do whatever she wants to him. Allowing her to go her own pace, touch him anyway she wants, and even where she scratches him with her nails.

"Ahhh, oh yeah....." Her voice is breathy and sexy. Daryl just wants to be on top so he can take control. Beth starts moving at a faster pace and he feels little lightning bolts all over, tingling little sensations that are pushing him closer to the edge. He keeps kissing her as if, if he were to stop, he'd blow up. "Da.....Dare.... Daryl!!"

Her breathing becomes shallower as she keeps up the melodic rhythm of their bodies. Her pelvis is smashing up against his in a painful but undeniably delightful way. His hands move up and down her back to her ass and back up in that slow way that makes her crazy. She starts panting in exhaust and in slow releases of tension to the build up of her orgasm. They're rising to their climax and Daryl feels Beth giving in more an more to the fast paced grind. He helps her out by flipping her on her back underneath him as he continues. She can't even complain at this point because her breathing is faster and deeper than it was when they started. Her moans start taking more form and Daryl thrusts in and out if her.

"Huhh. Oooooooh. Ooooooooo, uhhh, oh GOD! YES!!" Beth finds her release at the same time as Daryl. He sort of collapses on her as they try to catch their breath. Beth can feel her heart beat in every inch of her body. Daryl, looking down at her, kisses her neck just below her jaw. She arches her back involuntarily because it feels so good.

It feels so good to have done that again. Then it hits Beth. Baby.

"What's with the face?" Daryl looks down at a frowning Beth.

"Do you think, that maybe, we just hurt the baby?" She's about to cry, but Daryl lays on his side beside her and pulls her into his grasp.

"No, I don't think that can happen from sex. Pregnant women have sex all the time, until they get closer to their due date... then they don't cause it can cause early labor." Daryl kisses the back of her head and smells her hair. There's a small scent of some kind of flower.

"How do you know?"

"Well, uh, one time I started just, ya know having sex with this lady who was probably two months pregnant. We just wanted a sex relationship, so we would have sex maybe three times a month. Then she hit eight months and we though we could get one in and we did, but we feel asleep and she ended up going into labor." Beth looks back at his blank face and then back at the opposite wall.

"Whatever happened to her?"

"She had a baby girl, moved to California to raise it... idk probably had a few more kids, no husband and most likely was living on welfare."

"That's terrible!" Daryl shrugs his shoulders. Truthfully, he didn't want to tell her that the woman died a week later from over dosing on LSD, but he couldn't just sugar coat everything.

"Could'a been worse." Daryl makes her turn in the bed to face him. He kisses the tip of her nose and then forehead and lastly her lips. "I'm glad we're here. Together, ya know."

"Me too. Can I ask you a question?"

"Jus' did..." He sees she's not amused. "Yeah, go ahead." She looks up at him and then at the closed door that only has a small square window.

"Do you think we'd 'ave been together if, ya know, I wasn't pregnant?" It's crossed both their minds today, but neither if them know the right answer.

"I, uh, I don't know. I didn't expect to be with you the first time, but this is different. I feel different now, with you. Like, hm, like I'm not who I used to be... in a good way." He wasn't the best with words, but he sure as Hell was trying to get it to make sense. Words frustrate him so much.

"I get it." She places her small hand in his and starts playing with his fingers. "I think, if we would've never found Maggie and the rest and I wouldn't have been taken, that maybe we would've ended up the same way. Back in the prison, probably not, especially if Daddy was still alive..." She starts getting upset at the thought, Daryl quickly kisses her to stop her from crying. It's hard for both of them, but he needs to be stronger than she can been to help her make it through the dark.