Ride the lightning

Ch. 21

Mac watched Daryl as his breathing deepened and nudged him. Daryl cut his eyes to him and he seen that glimmer in his eyes that had been missing blazing bright. Kira had stirred them both up and Mac grinned at him the look he knew was something malicious and evil, something that would get Daryl just as worked up.

"Daryl."

Mac growled at the voice and the person speaking to his brother.

Daryl looked up and locked cocking his head to the side. He was chewing slowly as if even he was holding back from even doing that. "What?" Daryl's voice snapped

Andrea shifted and shot Mac a look before looking back at the nicer of the two. Mac leaned back not trying to rein his brother in at all. Daryl had been getting increasingly fed up with Andrea unsure why she kept pestering him. Mac knew, Kira knew, and he was pretty sure everyone else here knew that bitch was in heat for him. Daryl though, Mac snorted, Daryl sure as fuck was oblivious to shit. It'd been the same with Kira though and Mac just smirked watching her flounder trying to talk Daryl.

"You gonna say something or just fucking stare at me?"

Andrea leaned into the table pushing her breast forward, "I was hoping you could help me with some skills."

Daryl recoiled from her visibly and leaned back, his shoulder knocking Mac in the chest. Mac gave her a triumphant smile. "What do you need help with?" Mac challenged.

Andrea huffed and shot him another dirty look, "I'm talking to Daryl."

"Look at me like that again bitch and I'll slap the fucking look off your face." Mac snarled leaning up and around Daryl. "I know goddamned well what your up to and I can't wait."

Andrea curled her lip, "Wait for what?"

Mac just smirked at her and grabbed Daryl's wrist jerking him standing. "Daryl stood easily enough ignoring both of them and packing his dish off. Mac was glaring at Andrea as she watched his brother. She made Daryl uncomfortable. He'd told Mac multiple times that the woman bothered him and that she was getting on his nerves. He hadn't said anything to Kira cause to Daryl it was just another person that pissed him off but it wasn't.

Daryl walked back over and looked at Mac that look dancing in his bright eyes. He shot a look around them before turning and heading for the direction Kira went. Andrea grabbed his arm and Daryl jerked back violently from her.

"Back off." Daryl snarled.

"You didn't answer me."

He grunted something and Mac stepped next to him. Daryl's ice had frosted over looking at the blonde, "Get Rick to help you. My hands are busy enough as is."

Mac waggled his eyes brows lewdly at her and Andrea's face flushed in anger before she spun on her heel and walked away. Daryl was already walking away and Mac trotted after him. He had to admit it was funny to watch women come on to his brother. It always made him laugh watching as he denied them then got downright rude.

Mac felt the tension on his brother and it was amping his up. The shadows coming from the high windows were throwing deep shade around them as they came up the steps. Mac chuckled again and put his hand on Daryl's back shoving him the last few feet and he fell into the cell. He heard Kira's startled shriek from Daryl's abrupt appearance.

Mac stepped in and jerked the cover she had hung for privacy immediately. His eyes locked on hers and she ripped her shirt over her head. They had already talked earlier and both knew Daryl was likely going to be against what she wanted. He had been that first night too. She had caught Mac alone and told him, he knew what she wanted from both of them.