Smile (Gay one shots)

Breathless (Carl X Daryl)

The group sat around the bonfire, talking loudly and possibly drawing walkers. I knew it, but I didn't want to say anything.

I just needed to keep Carl safe. Objective set and locked. I heard the moaning of an angry walker not far behind me. I grabbed my knife and stood up, I turned around and just before I swung to attack, Carl ducked luckily. I beheaded the walker behind him.

"Damn Carl yah' betta' watch yourself ou' here. I coulda' taken your head off." I sighed. He looked at me annoyed. He was a moody ass selfish teenager... but so sexy.

"It's not my fault you slaughter  everything you see before you even see it." He grumbled as most of our group treaded back inside. It was mine and Carl's turn to guard for the night.

After everyone was inside we stood gaurd, we didn't hear a hungry walker stalking from behind though. Soon it had Carl from behind as he struggled to keep from being bit. The tattered cloth from the biter's shirt was strangling Carl. I stabbed the walker in the head, quickly scrambling to help Carl. The cloth had tangled his neck.  I gave up and cut the cloth off with my knife.

I caught him as he fell down. He was weak now. "Carl, are yah' okay? Did yah' git bit?"

"Yeah, I'm okay. No bites no scratches."

"I dunno wha' I'd do if I lost yeh." I whispered, not intending on him hearing me.

"As long as you're around I won't be goin' nowhere. I've got protection." He laughed, finally gaining the strength the stand without my help.

My face turned red a little. I heard the growling of a small horde. 10-20 walkers by the sound of it.

"Carl... get behind me, don't use that gun unless you have to." I whispered.

I pulled out my crossbow. I shot down 5 then retreaved my arrows. I grabbed my knife and killed 4 of them. Then shot 3 more before I got pinned to the ground.

"Carl run!" I yelled. He didn't listen. He kept fighting. He got the walker off of me and helped me back to my feet.

We killed off the last of them. "Carl. Why didn't yah' run?"

"I wasn't going to just let you get bit. Without you I would've died a thousand times already."

Things fell silent between us. We leaned our backs together still, watching closely and trusting the other to protect us from behind. His body heat kept me warm for a few seconds, before it was my thoughts as well. The fantasies of me and Carl. My hands running over his soft smooth skin as he kissed me roughly.

Apparently he noticed this wave of heat as well. "Uhh Daryl. You okay? Letting off quite a bit of heat."

"Yeah I'm fine." I said. I could feel myself growing hard as my jeans got tighter. "Shit." I muttered.

"What's wrong?" Carl said, nervousness mildly lacing his voice.

"Nothin'."I whispered. I really didn't want him to know. I felt the sudden loss of his body warmth, and I knew he had turned to face me.

"Daryl... are you okay?" He laughed, noticing I was slightly shivering from the cold.

"Yeah." I laughed awkwardly as I turned to face him. He didn't notice the bulge in my jeans luckily.

He took his jacket off and handed it to me.

"Carl no. You need tha' more than me." I whispered. He rolled his eyes and wrapped it around me anyways. He noticed the bulge in my jeans and smirked.

My face turned bright red as I turned my face to my feet. He brought my chin up to look at him. I didn't meet his eyes though.

"Daryl." He whispered. I didn't say anything.

"Look at me Daryl." He laughed. I met his stare, easily detecting the lust in his eyes.

He crashed his lips into mine. I was shocked. I kissed back though. He was only 16, so yeah it made me a pedophile, but I didn't give a shit.

I pushed him against the brick house. He groped the bulge in my jeans, a quiet and short moan escaped my mouth.

He unzipped my jeans and pulled them off of me. He soon got his jacket, my leather vest, and my sleeveless shirt off. I pulled his shirt up over his head.

I took his jeans off and quickly took his underwear with them. I grabbed his cock and started pumping him. His breath hitched as I did so.

I stopped as he pulled my underwear off. We reconnected out lips, tounges coming out to explore.

I lifted him up by his thighs and parted our lips. "Cover you mouth baby." I whispered. If he was to loud then he'd draw walkers.

He nodded and placed his hand over his mouth. I positioned myself and slowly pushed into him.

I waited for an okay and then started to move. I got faster as things progressed, and he got a little louder.

He became a moaning mess as he buried his face into my neck to muffle his moans.

I slammed into him continuously, his finger nails digging into my back and mixing with the sting of the icy air around us. 

I could feel his teeth digging into my shoulder, not really a pleseant feeling but I didn't really notice it in the moment.

A loud moan escaped his mouth as I brushed against his prostate. I smirked as I slammed into his prostate repeatedly. He covered his mouth to once again muffle his moans.

"D-Daryl... I'm g-onna... c-come..." He managed inbetween moans. I could feel my orgasm building up as well.

"Me too Carl." I whispered. With one last thrust I sent him over the edge. He came all over mine and his chest and I came inside of him.

We rode out our orgasms before I pulled out and set his feet back on the ground.

We leaned against the wall to catch our breaths for a moment before getting dressed.

"I love you Carl." I whispered, starting to notice the blood leaking through my shirt on my shoulder from where he had bit me.

"I love you too Daryl... are you okay?" He whispered examining my shoulder as  he pulled it down so he could see the bite mark.

"Trust me Carl, it's worth it. It's not that painful anyways." I laughed. Leaning down and planting a kiss on his soft lips.