Ruins

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After our snowball fight I let Daryl and Lydia take Noah home and let them relax as I finish my watch shift.

I sucked in a breath, feeling my gut begin to churn, and my mouth heat up.

"Gabe..." I called to where he was up on the perch. "I'm gonna go see Siddiq..." I pointed behind me. He nodded, letting me go and I rushed to the infirmary where he was tending to Negan.

"Hey there, sunshine." Negan mused, seeing my concerned face.

"Siddiq... I-" I shook my head, feeling my mouth begin to burn. I moved into the bathroom, kneeling in front of the bowl. Siddiq followed, kneeling with me.

"Have you eaten anything?" He asked. "You may be exhausted."

I opened my mouth to speak, but instead, leaned forward to heave into the toilet.

He rubbed over my back and encouraging me.

I took a few breaths, calming myself and finally nodded, noting I was done. I stood up and took the wet rag he was offering me. He was watching me with a weird face and wagged his eyebrows. "Stay here."

I did, but only because I was afraid if I'd left I might puke on someone or something.

When he returned he sat a plastic package on the sink and shut the door behind him, as he had done many times.

"Siddiq-" I went to open the door and felt him pull it shut. "It's no use, I've been through what feels like thousands of these-"

"Just do it." He spoke. "We have thousands more." He exaggerated. I grabbed the test, ripping it open sadly. I couldn't handle another negative result.

Tears were already spilling down my cheeks as I waited for another pang of disappointment.

"Come on Siddiq, I don't want to do this again." I let out a whimper, pushing the test into the sink and opening the door.

"Okay." He sighed, seeing my broken face. He took my spot and picked the test up, ready to throw it away. "... Sam."

I looked at him, feeling my chest begin to ache.

"Sam..." He stared at the plastic stick in his hands. "Go get another one." He told me, turning it to show me those two small lines.

I felt like my heart could have just stopped, and shook my head. "No, I-"

"Just go get another one!" He yelled.

I did as he said, finding them easily, and squeezed out as much urine as I possibly could. And I don't know if it was fate, or luck, or just an accident, but those two little lines found me again.

"Well congratulations. Please give Daryl my congrats." Siddiq chuckled. "I can't believe this." He shrugged.

"You can't believe it..." I spoke, wiping the nearly dried tears from my eyes. "I thought for sure I was too old..."

"You are not that old, Sam. I've told you that. And especially for your health, I'm very happy for you." He tugged me in for a hug.

I left the infirmary, walking through the snow, thinking to myself. I guess lifting my legs really does work.

I walked in the house, hanging my coat up by the door.

"Sammy?"

"Yeah, it's me." I answered Daryl's call. "Hi." I couldn't help my big, cheesy smile as I saw him hunched over the kitchen island sharpening his blade with the knife sharpener, something he knows I hate.

"Sorry." He muttered, pushing the sharpener away from him, sending me an innocent smile.

"S'okay." I whispered, standing between his legs.

"S'wrong?" He asked, lifting his hands to tilt my chin up.

"Nothing's wrong." I shook my head. "Nothing at all." I leaned forward to kiss him. "I love you."

"I love you too, baby." He whispered, holding my jaw to keep my lips against his.

"You have watch later?" I asked.

"Nah, figured I'd get my rest." He shook his head. I nodded, wondering how I could make telling him special.

"Hm... Where's my handsome boy at?" I asked, tracing my fingers over his facial features hoping to God this baby looked just like him.

"With RJ." He said. "And Lydia is resting..." He spoke lightly, tugging me closer by my hips. "You wanna-"

I cut him off with a gasp. "Nap date?" I teased. "God yes."

"Ha, ha." He wrapped his arms behind me, bringing me closer. He peered up at me, and lifted his hand to tug a button of my Henley open, and another, until he was pleased with the access he had. He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to my chest and slid a hand up the back of my shirt. He growled as he realized, the bra he was searching for wasn't there. He pulled me in roughly, pulling my shirt down with his chin and he kissed further down my breast.

"Daryl." I whined, lifting my hands to dig into his greasy hair.

"Mm, c'mon." He stood up, making me stumble back in his arms, but let out a squeal as he picked me up at my hips.

Instead of turning into the bedroom we turned into the bathroom. He quickly began to unbutton his top. I followed suit and crossed my arms to tug my shirt over my head. He knelt after dropping his top and vest and tugged my hips forward.

He splayed hot kisses over my my stomach as he unbuttoned my jeans, to tug them off. I steadied myself, holding onto his shoulders as he pulled them from around my ankles and lowered his kisses to my thighs.

I let out an anxious laugh, getting him to glance up at me before kissing over the front of my panties.

"Mm..." He breathed, sliding his fingers over my core before digging them in the sides of my panties to pull them around my knees. He left them there and reached down to them. I gaped as he tied them in a knot, locking my knees together.

"Daryl?" I whined, in confusion, and some aching desperation.

"I know baby." He muttered, dragging his eyes down my bare body. He left more burning kisses over my body, and I could feel everyone inside me.

I squeezed my thighs together, gasping at the friction that I needed.

"Nuhuh." He growled, gripping the outside of my thighs. He looked up at me before pressing a hard kiss, right where I needed it, and letting his tongue dig slowly into my slit.

I gasped, nearly collapsing forward on him as he hit my most sensitive spot. His moan vibrated up, through me, as he pushed and pulled his tongue back and forth.

"Daryl!" I let out a loud moan, getting him to rip away from me.

"Shhh, baby." He drew his hand up to massage over my breast, coaxing out another moan. I held onto his wrist, and closed my eyes, feeling his lips return to kiss and love over me.

I breathed in another gasp and brought his hand to my lips, licking his finger into my mouth.

I could feel him growl into me at the sudden gesture, making my knees begin to waver.

His other hand squeezed at my ass then slid to the front of me, his finger slipped under his chin and into me with one easy motion.

I moaned around his finger and clutched his wrist, further into my chest.

I pulled his finger from my mouth and, peered down at him. "Oh my God, Daryl. Okay." I breathed, feeling my hips begin to ride his finger.

He glanced up at me, through his hair, without stopping his tongue and began to flick his tongue faster.

I gasped, bracing myself on the sink beside me.

"Okay." I tilted my head back. "Right there Daryl." I breathed, feeling my toes begin to curl. "Don't stop, dont-" I cut myself off with a loud moan, getting him to snatch my chin and squeeze my cheeks together.

"Yeah?" He chuckled, pulling himself away from me. He lifted himself up and untied my panties, letting them fall. He reached for his jeans button and nodded to me. "Turn on the shower. "