NATE
Daryl took me by the hand and led me out.
As he closed the door behind us, I glimpsed Muttles being enveloped in Carl's arms. While giving Juju's fingers a thorough cleaning with his rough tongue.
He's happy where he is for now and will be well looked after tonight. That's for sure 🐶
Barely twenty seconds later, we stop in front of a massive double-storey house. Almost identical to Rick's....and right next door.
"This do yer, Mrs Dixon?"
"Freeway overpass....sleeping bag. Remember, Mr Dixon? "
"Yeah. I remember everything....just like yer do" He opened the door and tugged me inside.
Daryl went to switch on a light, but I quickly placed a hand over his.
"Tomorrow....show me everything tomorrow. The only home I want to see right now is you. Though maybe a dunny first? I'm busting."
"Is that yer piss-poor idea of a romantic reunion, woman?" He sniggered, gently leading me upstairs to a bathroom.
I sit down with a delighted sigh. Listen to him moving about, until the sound of running water drowns everything out. The darkness lights up somewhat with a dim glow.
Never has a cold toilet seat on my bum ever felt so good....and....OMG!
TOILET PAPER? IT'S BEEN AGES SINCE....
REAL TOILET PAPER????
Stand and go to raise my knickers. But when Daryl glimpsed the movement, he strode over and stopped my hands. Gently pulled the material down again.
I placed my palm on his shoulder for balance as he removed my boots, pants and undies. Kept it there when he rose and lifted my top off.
"You've been working out big-time, Dixon" I whisper in dumb-struck awe.
Ran my hands over his shoulders and chest....which expanded again with a fair bit of pride this time.
His eyes were hungry though as they swept over me. Taking my hand he drew me around the corner of the huge bathroom.
"Oh....my....heavens....!" I exclaim.
Before me is a bathtub the size of a small swimming pool. And from it, swirls of steam are rising from....fuck me....hot water? There are two lit candles at one end.
Daryl went to lift me in but again I stopped him. Reaching my own fingers up to slide his vest and leather jacket off, I whisper....
"I'll drown in there on my own, Dixon....need my lifeguard."
Once he was naked, he stepped in and sat....reaching out for my hand as he patted his lap.
My breath caught in my throat and when I gaze down at him? I just want to cry from pure thankful joy.
Magnificent....and mine.
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When the hot water hit my skin I let out a happy groan. Sank between Daryl's thighs and settled my back against his chest....the hairs lightly scratched my skin when he sighed.
Daryl reached out and turned on a small tap. Adjusting the temperature before bringing the nozzle to my head....soaking my hair. Grabbing a bottle he tipped the contents out and started lathering my scalp with his rough fingers.
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Home Is Your Heartbeat ('Home Is' Book Two - Daryl Dixon)
FanfictionSemi-mature. Completed. Book Two picks up immediately from the last chapter of Home is You. Nate is an Aussie girl who was stranded in Georgia during the outbreak. She and fellow traveler Leo joined a group of survivors in Atlanta. Nate got her fi...
