Daryl Dixon x Reader

What A Night? *smut p.2*

After your slightly unpleasant shower, you returned to your cell. A small tug in your heart, as tears pulled at your eyes of every thought of why you had done such things to yourself. It's not that you thought you were ugly, its that you were told you were ugly. Treated as if you were nothing but a napkin in the wind, as if you were something that could be thrown away so easily. Having been forced into a young marriage, with someone you knew so little of. Just a toy for their amusement. Although they always seemed too disgusted of you to try anything sexual, you were very inexperienced in that field of socializing. 

As these thoughts flooded through your mind, you lay on the cold stone floor of the prison cell. It was cold, but the cold comforted you at times. It was fragile like ice, drop it and it will break. Quite like yourself. 

You sighed quietly, and sat up. You could hear a rustling sound, and since everyone else seemed to be sleeping, you figured that you should be the one to check it out. You silently stepped out of your cell, accidentally pushing your hand against your cell door out of habit. It creaked when it moved, causing you to curse lightly under your breath. Not wanting to wake anyone from their much needed sleep. 

The rustling continued. It was coming from.. Daryl's pad? You could hear what sounded like a staggered breath, someone panting. You stepped closer, and that's when you saw him. Daryl had his back against one of the stone walls. His hefty erection in his hand, as his hips rocked back and forth. The soft moonlight shown across his face. Oh, that handsome face.. Sexy, hot, pleasured face of his. 

You looked around, and noticed, no one else was inside. From one of the windows had the view of the fenced in prison yard. They were all out by a small fire. How sweet?...

"Y/N...~" 

You quickly turned your head, only to see that Daryl wasn't calling for you because he saw you, he was moaning out your name. You could feel your insides heat up, as you watched him in the dark.

You stepped closer. "Daryl..." You mumbled softly. 

He seemed to curse himself, as he frantically his his hard on. "Yah?" He asked gruffly, his breathing slightly hitched. He didn't get to finish, and his erection slowly began to throb in his jeans, making it uncomfortable for him. 

You kept moving closer to him, until you were directly in front of him. You looked down to your feet, allowing you hair to fall and cover your blushing cheeks. "I'm sorry.. " You said softly. 

He said nothing as he brushed your hair out of your face with his hand. "No.. I'm sorry.. I didn't think about your feelings.." He mumbled, sounding as if he felt like his words were a bit too cheesy, and didn't sound manly.

You only slowly lifted your head to look into those deep blue eyes of his. "Daryl... I need you." You mumbled softly, as you moved forward. You put your hands on either side of his waist, as his arms enveloped around your shoulders. Your body pressed against his, you could feel the erection tenting in his jeans. A soft giggle escaped your lips, as you rested your head in his neck.

You could feel him shifting positions, as he quickly grabbed your well filled thighs, and lifted you up onto his waist. You yelped at this fast motion, not expecting it as it happened. Your legs swiftly locked around his waist. Your hands gripping his shoulders. 

Daryl held you there for just a moment, before he started walking over to the wardens office, where he set you down on the desk. "Let's keep all this between you and me for now.. It makes me embarrassed.." He quietly mumbled, his cheeks darkening softly. He stood there in between your legs, resting his head down on your shoulder.

You couldn't help but to smile at his words, a soft tingling in your belly. You gently ran your fingers through his soft hair. In which he responded to with a hum of delight.

Daryl began to let his hands wander up your waist, and beneath your loose night shirt. He bit your shoulder lovingly, while gripping at your waist, pulling you closer. He wanted you tonight, he was definitely going to get you tonight.