Secrets Untold. (Maggie x fem!reader)

Chapter 44: Our Night

~Maggie's P.O.V~

We laid together on the floor, a panting mess, tangled together. Y/n was beneath me, gasping for air and smiling so sweetly that it lit up her eyes...it made my heart flutter even more. It was like I had fallen for her all over again.

I gently caressed her cheek, brushing away some messy locks of hair, so I could see her face. She looked gorgeous. She always did. But now...right now, with her in front of me, like this...she looked even more gorgeous. I couldn't help but stare at her, taking in the sight of her body.

She reached up to my cheek, stroking it with her soft hands. I couldn't help but smile and lean in to her touch, holding her hand in place. I let out a small hum, enjoying the warmth of her hand on my skin.

"You look beautiful, Mags. Did I ever tell you that?" She spoke softly.
I stared deep into her eyes, seeing nothing but love and sincerity, which made me smile. I took her hand from my cheek and kissed the back of it.
"No, you haven't." I mumbled against her skin.
She pulled me closer to her, embracing me tightly.
"Well, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, Maggie Greene."
I buried my head into her neck and I couldn't fight the smile growing on my face, nor the butterflies building in my stomach.
"You're just as beautiful, y/n." I replied, kissing her neck gently.

I felt her shiver slightly and a small hum escaped her lips. I loved it. I loved her reactions, her skin on mine, her warmth, her touch...I loved everything about her...
I thought back to just moments ago, to her expressions, her moans, her smell...her taste...
She was addictive. I wanted to keep touching her...keep exploring her. I wanted her to be mine and no one else's...

I bite down on her neck and gave her a new hickey.
"M-mags. Don't you think that's enough?" Y/n moaned, trying to push me off, though she didn't try too hard.
I pulled away and couldn't help but smirk at her panting face. I leaned my forehead onto hers.
"I can't help it...you..."

She cut me off with a soft kiss. I quickly reciprocated as she grabbed my cheeks gently, and I did the same. She eventually pulled away, leaving me gasping for air. She caressed my cheek and tucked a hair behind my ear, giving me a sweet smile, then she bent closer to my ear.

"I know. I feel the same...I don't want to stop..."
Her hot breath trickled down my body, making me shiver. Her lips grazed my ear, making me feel weak.
"...But, we have work tomorrow, you know that. And I want to be able to walk..."
I traced my fingers across her collar bone, making her shiver.
"Mn, I know."
"Then behave." She whispered.
I smirked at her and tackled her down.
"Says you."
She chuckled and gently caressed my arms.
"Mn, fine. Just let me.." I pleaded, then pulled away to look at her.

I stared at her silently, taking in her body. I wanted to burn the image of it into my mind. I traced every bone, every crease, every mark and every scar. I wanted to remember everything.

I felt her stiffen everytime I touched a scar. I knew she was conscious about it, but her imperfections just made her even more perfect to me. I knew she was careless, and it showed by how many scars she had, but I also knew that they were to protect loved ones...
She was perfect in every way.

I kissed her scars, then laid besides her, wrapping my arms around her. She hugged my arms gently and intertwined our fingers. I was spooning her, her back facing my chest, my head resting on her shoulders.

"Enjoying the sights?" She chuckled.
I let out a soft chuckle and kissed her neck.
"Just burning the image into my head."
She groaned and playfully smacked my hands.
"Don't do that." She scolded.
"Why not? I like what I see."
I grumbled.
I held her tighter and rested my head by her ear.
"Because of the scars?"
She went silent and just caressed my hands.
"Y/n...I've already told you..."
"It's not that...I...it's just.."
I waited patiently for her to speak. I held her tighter and kissed her cheek, letting her know I was here for her.

She sighed and began to speak, playing with my hands as she did so.
"I'm not...ashamed of my scars. It's just...
you're so perfect. I want you to see the best of me...the good side of me...I want to make you proud...To do the best for you. I want to be your equal and stand besides you without making you embarrassed..."

I sighed and kissed her shoulder.
"Y/n..."
I buried my head into her shoulder.
"You will never disappoint me. I want you to be by my side for as long as we live, regardless of whether you're at your worst or best. I love your scars. I love your attitude. I love your personality...I love your everything. As for your scars...they're you. They show how much you care for others, how could I ever hate that? I admire it." I whispered softly.

I felt her intertwine our fingers, then kiss my hand.
"Maggie..." She whispered, her voice softening.
I traced one of her scars.
"You got this one by protecting me, didn't you?"
I felt her chuckle softly.
"Mn, I got a lot of scars protecting you."

I felt a pain in my chest at the thought of her getting hurt for me, but I also couldn't help but smile. She was the sweetest angel I could have ever met, and here she was...laying by my side. I held her tight and kissed her shoulder.

"What about this one?" I asked, feeling a scar across her hip.
"Daryl. We went on a run. He almost got crushed by some falling debris. I managed to move him just in time."
"This one?" I asked, feeling another.
She hummed in thought.
"Garage accident. Before the outbreak."
I chuckled and snuggled into her neck.
"So you were clumsy then too?"
"I was born clumsy."
"Mn, I believe that."
I felt two scars on her chest. They felt like the brands I had seen earlier.
"These?"
She sighed.
"Some bastards.."
I kissed her shoulder gently, trying to comfort her.
"Tell me about it?"
"You want to know?"
I nodded into her shoulder and she sighed.

"Back in the beginning, me and my friend, Zoe, I've mentioned her before, ran into this group. Long story short, they were bastards. They treated women like playthings, like we existed to please them...They branded us, marked us with numbers...I was number '02'. The 's' was for.."
She took a breath and I squeezed her gently.
"The 's' stood for sinner. Zoe tried to fight them...she attacked the leader. I tried to help her escape after that, but, they caught us and....well, only I survived..."

Hearing her story broke my heart. The thought of her struggling so hard to survive...to have to get branded and treated like a doll...I felt rage burn inside me. How dare someone treat her like that!? Like she's some object!

"I hope they're dead or I'll gut them myself" I spat.
Y/n chuckled and caressed my hands.
"They're dead. I killed them a long time ago."
"Good. Serves the bastards right. I hope they rot in hell, getting eaten alive by walkers."
She hummed and squeezed my hands.
"Remind me to never get on your bad side."
I chuckled and kissed her ear, whispering to her.
"If you ever got on my bad side, you'd have a different punishment."
I felt her shiver underneath me, which made me smirk. I enjoyed it...perhaps a little too much.
"Maybe I'll have to be bad then..."
I hummed and planted a kiss on the top of her head.
"I'm counting on it, troublemaker."

We talked for a while, about everything and nothing. We talked deep into the early hours of the morning, despite the fact that we were tired. Hearing her ramble made my heart go soft. I knew her well, but I wanted to know her more. I wanted to know everything about her and I knew she felt the same. I enjoyed it. Our talks, our kisses, our...sex, our everything. I loved spending time with her.

Y/n soon fell asleep in my arms, though even in her sleep, she never let go of me. I just laid beside her, burying my face into the crook of her neck. She smelled like fresh flowers, it was both intoxicating and relaxing. I tightened my grip on her and snuggled up.

This night was the best night of my life. It was our night and ours alone. Despite the world ending, it allowed me to meet her...Y/n was my warmth...my everything. I had never felt this way before, especially not towards a woman. But here I was...at the end of the world, happier than ever.

I couldn't help but smile and kissed the top of her head.
"Goodnight, y/n. Sweet dreams..."
I heard her mumble in her sleep.
"Mn, Maggie...ni..night."
I chuckled and closed my eyes, snuggling close to her.

I just want this night to last forever...