AN: so, this sorta wrote itself...I set out to write smut and half way through I realized I wrote the last chapter. This may be my smuttiest chapter ever. I'm a bit vanilla so I would love a review for venturing out of my comfort zone. Sorry for the dumb jokes at the end lol. Please let me know what you think :)

I do not own or profit from The Walking Dead

Chapter 8

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"Tell me who you belong too."

Carol took a deep breath steadying herself on the bed. The blindfold that was pulled tightly across her eyes, knocking her off balance. She was on her knees, her ass up in the air like an offering, her hands tied in front of her. Daryl knelt behind her, his hands kneading the flesh of her ass cheek. She let out a sigh of pure bliss as his nails softly scratched her.

This wasn't what she thought would like,...being submissive(She'd spent some time googling since they had been together) but she'd never felt more free. She'd never felt more wanted, she'd never felt more beautiful. Daryl made her feel like she was the most important person in his life, like she was the centre of his universe. His priority. She'd never been a priority, she'd always been a burden.

They'd discussed it at length. He worried she was only trying to please him when she submitted to him, but to her, when they were together like this he worshipped her, in his own way. She never knew she had a addictive personality. She was absolutely addicted to how he made her feel.

"You.." she panted as he parted her folds, running his fingers through the slickness, his fingers circling her clit.

"Good girl.." he murmured appreciatively. She groaned as he moved his fingers away from her then, the blindfold only enhancing the fact that she was unaware of what was coming next. What he would do. A thrill shot through her.

"So good I'll let you tell me what you want me to do next." He whispered and she could imagine the smirk on his face.

"You know what I want." She murmured pressing her forehead into the bed. He was such a tease.

"You gotta say it."

Her cheeks flushed in embarrassment at a kink they had discovered she had. He knew it embarrassed her, so he teased her just a little. Never humiliating her, always giving her what she needed, but still wanting to have some form of control. Pulling her out of her comfort zone.

"Spank me...please." she whispered, a little shocked at how breathy her voice sounded. Her core was throbbing with need. He groaned, pulling her legs off the bed so she was bent over the bed, her feet planted on the floor, her wrists tied above her.

She shouldn't like this, she'd left Ed because he hit her. She shouldn't like this but she did. As the first slap of his hand on her ass cheek connected, she moaned out loudly her fingers twisting in the bedspread despite the binding at her wrist. This was about her, she supposed, that was the difference. Something inside her needed this and he gave it to her freely. She knew he got enjoyment from it too, he always fucked her hard afterward, in a frenzy of uncontrolled passion. She loved that too.

The sting of pain only heightened her arousal for some reason. She loved the feeling of being able to completely give herself over to him, knowing he would never go to far in everything they did.

His hand slapped her ass again, softening the blow with his touch rubbing her reddened skin, his fingers sliding down in between her legs and sliding inside of her. She gasped as her breath seemed to stutter out of her body in pants. She was so close on the edge of coming, then his fingers were gone, she whimpered at the loss even as his hand slapped her ass again.

How long it went on for she wasn't sure. She liked to imagine she was watching the scene as a third party. Her bent over the bed, naked, blindfolded and tied, while he was behind her, she could imagine the raw look on his face. She shivered in need at the thought. Of his eyes caressing her even as his hand slapped down on her ass. After each blow he rubbed her skin, then his fingers would slip between her legs. Fingering her, or teasing her clit.

There was no difference between pleasure and pain. Each slap sent a vibration shooting through her clit, until she was writhing on the bed on the verge of cumming but holding herself back. She didn't want it to end.

"You're so beautiful baby...are you picturing it?" His voice sent shivers wracking through her body.

"Yes.." she moaned, and shuddered as his hand rubbed her ass then his thumb ran over her puckered hole. This was new, they'd never gone there before.

"You like that sweetheart?" He murmured as his fingers slipped in between her folds, she was so slick with need, he slid along easily. He brought his hand back up to her hole, his fingers wet with her own need, and pushed slowly on the tight ring. "Do you?" He asked again...waiting.

"Yes!"

His finger slid past the tight ring entering her quickly as her muscles clamped down on it. She cried out at the feeling, loving the feeling of being so full. She wanted him inside her.

"Please." She panted."Please"

"Baby, you never have to beg. All I want is to give you everything you need." He whispered. "Tell me" he hummed rubbing her back.

"Please, I...want you inside me." She moaned as his hand came back down to finger her clit.

"Where...here?" He whispered sliding his finger again over her ass hole.

"YES!" She cried out as the blunt head of his dick teased the tight ring of muscles. Pushing past the resistance. His hand came around fingering her clit as he pushed in, the stretch in contrast to his fingers sliding through her folds making it hard to breath. She was overcome. It was overwhelming. She was to the sensations as the blindfold controlled what she saw. "Yes." She whimpered as he seated himself all the way in her ass, the tight burning feeling almost too much as he fingered her slit relentlessly.

God, he always knew exactly what she needed. She needed this, she needed him to loose control.

"Harder." She moaned and she felt him hesitate for a moment then pull out of her thrusting back into her ass as his fingers entered her core at the same time.

She moaned, then stiffened, panting out his name as she came. Her orgasm shooting through as though she was on fire. Rocking her to her core. She felt him start to widely pound into her while she was still writing in her release. Thrilled that he lost control, loving his shout as he came.

It seemed like forever before the blindfold slid away from her eyes. The room wasn't too bright so it took only a moment to adjust. Her hands were freed from their soft bonds and he messaged the circulation back into her finger tips, then pulled her up so she was lying in bed and lay down next to her.

She respected whatever his limits were, just as she trusted him not do the same for her. She knew that for him the biggest risk was touch. The hardest trust he could ever put in her was letting her touch him. So she never pushed. But lately he seemed to want to snuggle as much as he wanted to control. Usually he pulled her close and spooned her body with his own, his hands rubbing her body until she fell into a peaceful sleep, but today he nestled her in the crook of his arm. Her head lying on his shoulder. She curled her arm in to her chest, curling her fingers into a fist to resist the urge to touch him. But he grabbed her hand. His eyes never breaking contact as he opened the palm of her hand, then ever so slowly brought it to his body lying her hand on his flat stomach his hand resting on top of his.

She was shocked, a little unsure of where he wanted this to go. He must have know, because his hand began to move, guiding her hand across his stomach as he closed his eyes. He was shaking, and she wanted to stop, assuming it was too much for him. But he brought her palm up to his cheek holding it to his skin, nuzzling his nose against his skin. She glanced down and saw his dick straining with a new erection. She moaned with need, wanting to give him what he needed, as he brought her hand down slowly, across his nipples and flat abdomen, ever so slowly until her hand came to rest on top of him. She hummed in her throat, leaned up so she was on her knees next to him, as her hand softly jerked his length and he groaned, his eyes never leaving hers.

This meant more to her than anything possibly could. She understood the thrill he must feel when she would place her trust in him completely. It was intoxicating. She wanted to give him everything. She sat on her knees and watched his face, as her hand pumped his length, his moans and cries bringing her to the edge again. God she was gonna come again from giving a hand job.

When he slid his hand in between her legs she knew she would not last long, the way his eyes were watching her was driving her mad, along with his hips that were coming up to meet her hand. Their eyes locked together, it was the most the most intimate experience of her life. She opened her legs a little to give him better access even as she scolded herself. She wanted him to come first. When she felt him get close she leaned down, taking him into her mouth. Squeaking as he pulled her body and her leg across his body so she was straddling his face while she sucked on his length.

She grabbed his hips and sucked on him, trying to ignore what he was doing, but soon unable to as her hips had a mind of their own and she was grinding herself onto his mouth even as she took him into her mouth as far as she could, releasing him and doing it again.

Suddenly he was coming, he was crying out, louder than she'd ever heard before, his body arched up shaking, pausing what he was doing to her, as he caught his breath.

Then suddenly he was at her core again, licking and sucking, with a renewed vigour. Carol couldn't do anything but wrap her arms around his waist tightly and lie her head down in his groin line, as she rode out the waves he was sending through her. She was sure she had left marks in his ass where her nails had grasped him tightly.

Went in was over she didn't move.

"Come here" he whispered.

"No" she said hugging his waist more tightly, nuzzling her face into his spent dick. He groaned.

"You just gonna stay down there, with my dick in your face all night?" He said with a chuckle.

"Yes." She murmured, and feathered a light kiss on the shaft.

He shivered. "Christ...you know I love you right?" His voice was so soft, she barely heard him.

She lifted her head and moved, holding herself above him staring down at him in shock, she opened her mouth the whispered "I can't believe you said that for the first time when your dick was in my face."

He snorted out a laugh bringing her body down so she was nestled on top of him. Her head tucked under his chin.

She brought her hand up and placed it on his heart. " I love you too". She murmured. She was so glad that it had been him, that had saved her that day in the bank. So glad that she found a part of herself she nerves knew she needed that she could only have ever found only with him.

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The End