A/N FIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEERRRRRR. Slight Smut. Thank you-_- And sorry if this isn't very good
Carter's P.O.V
" Well your temperature is still normal, so you're not bit," Hershel explains. Glenn, who's been beside me since I got back, sighs in relief. Daryl, going out and hunting doesn't know what happened. " Now can you please explain what happened?"
" It was just a crazy person we met along the way," I explain bluntly. Glenn lets out a snort of amusement.
" Seriously?" he questions. I give him the bird as he sniggers more. " How are you gonna tell Daryl?"
" The way I just told you," I state, sitting up as soon as Hershel finish wrapping my ankle up. I give him a smile in thanks.
" The bit wound isn't too deep so that's good. Don't put too much pressure on it." I nod, before limping out of the room, Glenn following to make sure I don't fall.
Limping, well hopping down the porch steps I see Beth sitting and looking out at the sunset. I sit down beside her. She gives me a small glance before touching my hair. " Can I braid it?" she questions. I give a shrug. She quickly runs back into the house before coming back outside with a brush and a few rubber bands. Slowly but surely she braids my hair. I give soft smile before waving a goodbye, beginning my journey to Daryl's tent.
As soon as I make it back I lay on my bed with a relaxed sigh. I sit up, my feet off the bed. I place my weapons down before taking my shirt off, throwing it in the pile in the corner. I grab another from my bag, throwing it on me. I undo the braid before laying back down, allowing my eyes to flutter close.
" Carter." I grow consious as my name is repeated. I lay on my side, my eyes opening to see the redneck in front of me. A plate full of food in his hands. I sit up, seeing the sun almost gone. I grab the food while muttering a thanks before slowly eating. He sits beside me, trying to take few scraps off my plate.
" No!" I exclaim laughing as he tries to grab another piece of meat off the plate.
" One piece?" he begs as I shake my head no. He tries to grab another piece, placing his hand on my ankle. I yelp in pain, dropping the plate and moving away. He looks in confusion before seeing the wrap on my ankle. " What happened?"
" It was just misunderstanding with a random guy while trying to drop off Randall," I state, not bothering to look him in the eyes.
" Quit lying. Your not looking at me and your ears are turning red. What. Happened?" he asks again, scooting closer, his voice stern yet soft. I give a big sigh before explaining everything to him. His face reddens in anger as he paces around in the small area we have.
" Daryl-"
" He bit you! Then almost killed you! Don't you dare tell me to calm down!" he yells. I stand up, grasping his face in my hands to make him stop and look at me.
" I wasn't gonna tell you calm down, I'm telling you to calm the fuck down. We can deal with him later."
" I should've been there. I should've been more careful. I-" I cut him off, placing my lips on his. He starts to move with me after a moment, wrapping his arms around my waist as my hands stay on his face. I pull back abruptly.
" Shut up with the ' I should've's'. I'm okay, that's all that matter." He nods his head silently before picking me up. He lays me on the bed, him crawling on top. His eyes question me, which I nod an okay to. I give him a reasurring smile as he places his lips on mine again. My arms wrap around his neck as he pulls my waist closer to his, making sure there's no room left between us. He licks my bottom lip, asking for permission. I open my mouth, feeling his tongue slowly enter my mouth as we fight for dominance, which he wins of course.
I move around, making it so I'm straddling him. I continue where I left off, my tongue now in his mouth, feeling every area. I move my hips, trying to get a better position, only for Daryl to moan in my mouth. He pulls away, his face red. I become confused before feeling something poking my thigh, making my face become heat up slightly.
" I didn't think you'd get turned on easily," I state with a breathy laugh at the end.
" I haven't done this for a while," he states, not looking at me. " I don't wanna go that far."
" I don't either, not yet at least," I state, tilting my head innocently, a small smile playing on my lips. He glances up at me, panting softly. I bit my lip before thinking of something risky. I slowly lean in, my head tilting until I come in contact with his neck. He tenses up as I give a light kiss. I lean back a bit, seeing his reaction. " Is this okay?" I ask, his eyes tightly shut, breathing unstable. He nods his head slightly, allowing me to continue. I lean forward again, kissing up and down his neck as he relaxes with each one, a hand going up in my hair.
" Don't make any mark-uh fuck," he curses as I kiss below his jawline. His hand pulls at my hair, making me grunt.
" I won't," I murmur in between kisses. I kiss under his ear before letting my tongue lick back down to his collarbone. He pulls me away from his neck, our noses barely touching as we breaths hit each other.
" Stop," he demands.
" Why?"
" I-um." he looks away from me again, burning a brighter red. I look down seeing he's grown bigger. I smirk slightly, seeing his embarrassment.
" Damn, who knew you could act like this Softie," I mutter. He glares at me before kissing me again, pulling me down so I'm laying on him.
" Just sleep Peaches."
" You sure you can sleep with that?" I question, seeing his face somehow become more red.
" Just shut up." I roll my eyes, kissing his clothed chest before laying my head down, falling to his rapid heart.