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You peeked out of your cell, watching as the last of your people headed towards the dining room. Once the last person disappeared from your sight you grabbed your shower bag and headed in the opposite direction from the crowd. You made your way down the stairs, being sure to look into the other levels of cells and make sure everyone was gone. You liked to wait until dinner time to take your showers to ensure that you were alone. The prison had walls up between the showers, but you still preferred to be alone. It was your relaxation time.
You headed into the last shower and stripped down, taking out your shampoo, conditioner, washcloth, and body wash. You sat it to the side as you turned on the water. Once it was warmed up you stepped underneath it, letting it wash over you and letting out a happy sigh. You rested your back against the cool tile and closed your eyes, letting you mind wander to a specific tracker that you couldn’t help but fantasize about. You had a crush on Daryl the minute you laid eyes on him. His blue eyes and sharp features. His lean legs and muscled arms.
When he first found you at the gas station you were surrounded by walkers. He watched from the side of the building as you swung your machete at them, taking them down. As more crowded around he revealed himself, running towards you and helping you clear them. He followed you into the station and grabbed what he could to take back. When you were both stocked up he stopped you and asked you three questions. You guessed that you had answered them to his satisfaction as he invited you on his motorcycle and took you back to the prison. Since then you had watched him work, talk, and everything else. You had been on a few runs together and gotten to know him.
You slid one hand between your legs, rubbing at your clit and then teasing your own entrance as you imagined your fingers were Daryl’s. The other hand cupped your breast and massaged in, a moan slipping out of your lips.
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“Hey,” Daryl leaned down beside Rick at the table as he ate, “ya seen (Y/N)?” Rick looked around before shaking his head. “‘M gonna look fer ‘er.” He didn’t wait for a response as he left the dinning room and went looking for you. He checked the floors until he got to the showers. He heard water running and peeked inside. His breath caught in his throat as he saw you, hand between your thighs and back arched against the shower wall.
He bit his lip, about to turn back when he heard you moan.
“Fuck, Dare.” You moaned out, two fingers moving over your spot and getting you closer to your release as you imagined his lips on your neck as he fucked you. Your eyes snapped open, your fingers stilling inside you as you heard boots on the shower floor coming towards you. You removed your fingers quickly and wrapped your arms around your body as Daryl came to stand in front of you.
“D-Daryl,” you stuttered out, embarrassed. “How long have you been here?” You desperately hoped that he hadn’t seen and/or heard you.
“A while.” He said, his eyes raking over your body. “Ya don’t have’ta stop on my account.”
You shuddered despite the warm water still running over you. You were about to apologize but stopped as he kicked off his boots and began to shed his clothes. You watched as he stepped towards you. His hands reached out and grabbed your arms, pulling them away from your body and letting them drop at your sides.
“What are you–?” He cut you off, pressing his body against yours, kissing you fervently. His tongue slipped into your mouth as his hands explored your body. He pulled away to move to your neck, talking in between kisses and nips.
“Wanted ya,” he breathed into your skin, “fer so long.” You let your head fall back against the tile, exposing more of your neck to him. He sucked harsh hickys into your skin, littering you with them until he was satisfied.
He slipped his had between your legs, parting your folds and slipping a finger inside you. You whined high in your throat. Your hands gripped onto his shoulders as he slid another finger in. “Dare,” you moaned out, “please…” You trailed off, pleasure coursing through you.
“Please, wha’?” He asked, wanting to hear you say it. “What ya want, pretty girl?”
You fluttered your eyes open, looking into his pupil-blown ones. “Want you. P-please fuck me. Make me feel good.”
He removed his fingers, smirking as you whined at the loss. He wrapped his arms around your waist and picked you up. You wrapped your legs around his hips, inhaling sharply as he placed his cock at your entrance. He slid you down onto it, his strong arms holding your tightly as he began to thrust in and out of you. You moaned in unison, loving the feeling of each other.
“Feel so good, baby.” Daryl moaned out, “better tha’ I could’ve imagined.” He changed his angle, going deeper and finding your g-spot. “Atta girl.” He praised you as you whimpered. He moved you up the shower wall with every rough thrust, and you loved it.
“Fuck, yes!” You cried out as you felt the heat begin to swirl in your stomach. “Gonna make me cum. Please do-don’t stop.” You nearly begged, ankles locking tighter around him and thighs beginning to shake in his grasp as he switched his hands to hold underneath them. His nails dug into the soft flesh and left angry imprints but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care.
“Ya gonna moan my name?” He asked, “Not gonna let ya cum if ya don’.” You knew he meant it as he slowed his pace just a little. You whined at that.
“Y-yes, gonna moan for you.” You promised and let out a high pitch whimper as he sped back up. “So close, gonna cum…”
He leaned forward, capturing your lips once again and swallowing your moans as he himself got close. His hips stuttered as he felt you clench around him. You came together as you moaned out his name. “O-oh, Daryl!” You cried out as you came on his cock, feeling his warmth spread inside you.
You slumped in his arms as he dropped his face into the crook of your neck. He pulled out and slowly let you down. You held onto him as you steadied yourself, your legs feeling somewhat wobbly. Once you were steady you grabbed either side of his face, pulling him in for another kiss.
“So,” Rick cleared his throat, causing the both of you to jump and look at him with wide eyes. He was smirking as he leaned against the opposite wall, looking at the two of you. “I see Daryl found you.”