Crossbow Lovers

The First Time

Another month went by after the slaughter of the Wolves. Rick did his best to keep the two love birds away from each other. He always had Daryl go out on runs and Tegan helped out in the pantry with Olivia.

Unbeknownst to Rick, Daryl and Tegan had actually become even closer. At night they would meet up in the watch tower. Nothing usually happened, they would just sit and talk about their days. This night however, Tegan became confident.

"You know, I dream about you," she said to the man currently laying his head on her lap picking at his nails.

"Really?" He grunted, gazing up at her through his dark bangs.

"Yep, and they aren't the kind of dreams you think," she smirked biting her bottom lip. Daryl chewed on his lip nervously, knowing where this conversation was going. They had yet to talk about the big S word, even though they both thought about regularly.

"Yeah," he mumbled before sitting up.

"Dare?" Tegan said the puzzled mans nickname so softly he almost didn't hear it.

"What?" He asked in return.

"Would you want too?" She asked not bringing herself to further explain. Daryl looked at his boots before slowly nodding.

"Yeah," his was so gruff and raspy, but it sent shivers down Tegan's spine every time. She looked over into his eyes and smiled softly at him.

Tegan could tell Daryl was nervous as she crawled over to him and lifted her shirt above her head. His eyes gleamed as his hands were planted firmly on her waist. She brought her lips to his, shivering underneath the cold night air. Daryl pulled her close to him as she bucked her hips against his. Her hands reached down to unbutton his dark blue shirt. He wanted to stop her, afraid of what she might say once she sees what hes hiding, but he couldn't. This was something he had wanted for awhile now.

Tegan pulled his shirt off and laid it next to them. Her lips never leaving his. Her hands traveled down his toned, tattooed chest. This is what she had been dreaming about and it was finally happening. Her hands ran over the scars on his back and she felt him tense.

"Its okay," she whispered through his lips. His muscles relaxed and he gripped her tighter.

"T, are you sure about this?" He asked as she was straddling his hips.

"I'm positive," she whispered into his ear sending shivers down his spind. He growled hungrily before pulling her back into him roughly. His fingers found the hooks to her bra and unhooked them. He moved his lips down her neck to the tip of her breast and started sucking gently. Tegan bit her lip trying not to moan to loud. Everyone was sure to be in bed beside one or two lookouts at the front walls.

Daryl could barely control himself anymore. He had never felt this way and wanted nothing more than to be inside her. Tegan started to breathe heavier and he knew she was ready for him. In one swift movement he spun them around, laying her down gently on her back. She watched as her carefully undid her pants sliding them off. He kicked his boots to the side undoing his own pants and sliding them off.

It was just like in her dreams. His girth and length were something to be amazed at. Her breath hitched when his tip hit her warm, wet center.

"You ready?" He grunted staring into her bright blue eyes.

"I need you," she groaned right before he slipped himself inside her. This was better than her dreams. This was amazing. Every place he touched, her skin burned with pleasure. The sensation was unreal. After a few moments of him going slow so that she could get use to his massive size, he started to pick up the pace. Her hand gripped the back of his neck, entangling her fingers through his hair. "Daryl." She moaned into his ear causing him to groan. He lifted her legs up behind her head and put himself all the way inside her. She gasped when he smacked her ass.

"Sorry," he grunted not slowing his motion.

"I liked it," she giggled before going back to her moans. Still trying to keep quiet, but not doing very good at it.

They hadn't heard the gray haired lady come walking up to the tower. They didn't hear her quietly climb up the first few steps, just peaking her head over the top. Her eyes fell on Daryl's naked body, entwined with a womans. Carol, of course, knew it was Tegan. She quietly hopped off the steps. Rick was not going to be happy.

Tegan was near her end when Daryl gripped one hand tightly onto her waist and the other held him up using the wall behind Tegan's head.

"Daryl," she moaned as his lips connected with her neck. Her walls started clenching around his thickness and he unloaded as well, feeling pure bliss in the moment they just had.

The air was cold, but they were hot. Their warm bodies pressed against each other as he laid next to her.

"Fuck," he grunted, wiping sweat from his forehead.

"That was amazing," Tegan said between deep breaths. The moonlight shone down upon the two. Their minds were know relaxed, being filled by the event that just took place.

They weren't aware of the woman who knocked on Rick's door that late night, knowing he was still awake.

"Rick," Carol said her voice firm. Was she jealous of Daryl's new found love? Of course not. Her and Daryl weren't meant for that. Was she jealous that all his attention drifted from her to another? Maybe a little. Is that why she felt the need to tell Rick right away about the couple? Maybe.

"What's wrong?" He asked seeing the harsh expression on Carol's face.

"Daryl and Tegan," she said, not wanting to go into too much detail. "I just saw them in the back watch tower together."

"What were they doing?" Rick asked, oblivious to the situation.

"Having a cup of tea, Rick. What do you think they were doing?" She sarcastically said.

"Oh man," he grumbled tugging at his grey beard.

"He's in too deep," Carol sighed with a shrug.

"Theres nothing we can do, besides hope she doesn't break his heart. If she does we are all in for a world of pain," Rick said looking towards the tower that Tegan and Daryl were snuggled up in.