No Strings Attached

Candace had stood him up again that night and this time it was for the last time. Daryl was in no mood for Merle's I told you so even if he was right all along about her, so he just stopped at the bar instead. He suspected that she had cheated with some guy from Twitter she met and he didn't even care that much. But she should have just been upfront.

Something about being lied to just made you feel like shit. If she wasn't into him that was fine, but just tell the truth.

Adrianne poured him another drink without him even having to ask and he was glad that at least one woman was looking out for him tonight. She bartended for extra money and he was damn glad to see that she was working when he walked in.

Adrianne had been his friend since they were kids, and she had spent many a day fishing and hanging out with him and Merle on hot summer days when it felt like you had the world at your feet.

They had always had an easy and real friendship, never did they hold anything back from each other, for better or worse. Tonight she knew he just needed her to keep the drinks coming, and sometimes it would be the other way around.

Their relationship had been the longest for each of them, precisely because they could be so open. There were no barriers when you knew everything about a person, and weren't trying to impress.

Tonight it was her being his comfort, another night the roles might be reversed

"You're flagged, I'm driving you home," Adrianne announced at last call as she grabbed his baseball hat and put it on his head.

/

Adrianne's Jeep pulled into the driveway and she elbowed Daryl who had been dosing in between getting handsy with her, which he sometimes did and then forgot about in the morning. She never brought it up, because she didn't feel like he was trying to violate her space. Usually, he just tried to hold her hand or hug her. It was harmless.

"Coming in," He asked and turned his face to her as she put the truck in park.

"Nah, I gotta wash the cigarette stink out of my hair."

Daryl grinned a lopsided grin at her and moved closer, smelling her hair, "Mmmmmmm, peaches…"

Andrianne laughed, "Nut."

"Come on Age, come inside," He moved his face deeper into her hair, then his lips were on her neck, "How come we never hooked up after all these years, huh."

"Because you only hit on me when you're hammered, and I…"

"Maybe it's the only time I have the courage…" He came closer again attempting to get just one kiss, then maybe he could talk her into it after all, his eyes were heavy as he whispered in her ear, "I think we'd burn my bed to the ground. Come on, Merle's probably over at Andrea's for the night…"

"And I," She continued with a laugh, "Want a sober fuck buddy, thank you very much."

"Fine, but it's your loss Age," He laughed as he started getting out of the Jeep, he knew better than to cross the line. Nor would he ever do that with her, or any girl, he was a lot of things, but not that guy. He gave her one last attempted smoldering look and got hung up on the seatbelt, which made her laugh harder; he was so wasted. Finally, he was able to escape it with his dignity intact and put both feet on the ground then he stopped and looked back at her, "Tomorrow?"

"What?" She was still laughing at his drunken attempts to exit the car.

"Tomorrow, you and me." He walked backwards up the driveway, and took his hat off, "We can try and break one of our beds. I mean you ain't seeing anyone and I ain't seeing anyone..."

"Sure Daryl, " She laughed and called after him, this was not the first time they had this conversation when he was drunk and it wasn't going to be the last. This was his MO, then the next day there would be no mention of it and she was always grateful she never took him up on his offer.

She watched him go into the house and was on her way. She lived within walking distance from him and Merle, a mile or so and always had her whole life. Her parents were gone and so were his, each of them lived in their childhood home but as grown adults with no parents.

When she got home she soaked in the big clawfoot tub in her bathroom, then washed and braided her hair. By the time she got to bed it was four am, but it was Sunday, her day off. At least she could sleep later.

/

The pounding on her door woke her up the next day and she sat straight up in bed startled, as if she'd had a nightmare. Vaguely, she had heard his bike pull up just a minute ago, but she was half asleep still.

The clock said eleven am and the sun was streaming into the window. Daryl was at her door hollering for her to get up and he sounded like his ass was on fire.

"Age, wake up, I've been thinking about last night…"

She rolled her eyes and padded down the hall in her T shirt and leggings. He sounded like he was out of breath, but she still called to him to settle the fuck down as she made her way to the door.

"I think we should kiss, see where it goes." He said as he barreled through the door, "I mean why shouldn't we? We already know we like each other, I've been up for hours and I can't think of a reason not to. No strings, no worries, just making each other feel good."

"Uh, been there done that," She laughed, "Remember…"

"We were 11," He countered.

"We were 14 and you said it felt like kissing your sister…" She protested.

"Yeah well, I'm pretty sure 29 year old me would have kicked 14 year old me's ass." Then his hands were on her face and she was against the far wall from the doorway, "Can I?"

"No strings…" She checked. Adrianne had a plan and that didn't include being tied down, and he knew it. She was commuting to Atlanta every day, finishing college, she never took much time for boyfriends.

"None." He promised and he slid his hand down to the hem of her shirt and played with it. He touched her a lot and it didn't feel weird to either of them. Maybe it was from years of being friends or maybe not, but in that moment it was on.

Her hands were in his hair like they had a mind of their own and her lips were on his as their bodies collided against the wall.

Fireworks.

"Oh fuck…" She moaned as he pushed her lips apart a second time and kissed her dirty. Then she was up in the air wrapping her legs around him and pulling at the buckle of his pants.

"This is gonna be so good…" Daryl moaned in her ear as his hands squeezed her ass, "I'm taking you to bed." He growled and nipped at her neck, then adjusted her in his arms as he carried her down the hall.

/

Daryl tossed her on the bed and took his boots off. When he joined her on the bed they stared at each other. Again it wasn't odd or embarrassing. They had slept in the same bed before, in this bed. They were close friends and through the years there were times that happened.

Adrianne had been in a bad car accident s few years ago and Daryl had stayed by her side 24/7 for two weeks until she was better.

When Daryl had an emergency appendectomy she had been there for him. It was what they did. Anytime either of them had a break up or a bad day, all they would need to do is call and the other would be at the door with Stoli and shot glasses.

Both of them had woken up hungover in bed together, fully clothed. This was different though.

"We really doing this?" He asked again in between hot, wet kisses that were making both of them over hear fast. There really was no question.

"Frankly," She answered, "Maybe we should have a long time ago."

"Maybe...but we're here now and I intend to worship every part of you." He promised in between kisses.

Daryl helped her pull her shirt over her head, and it was as if he had never seen her before. He'd seen her in a bikini, barely clothed, and at her best and worst, but this was so much more.

"Christ, you're beautiful," He groaned as he pushed her hair behind her ear and leaned closer, sliding his hand under the waistband of her leggings and rubbing his thumb on her skin "I'm blown away…"

"You've seen…" She murmured as he left soft kisses on her neck.

"Not like this…" He stopped and sucked on the skin of her collar bone and she arched her back. Daryl smiled against her neck. It was going to be so exciting to learn each other. Then he felt her small hands creeping up his back, winding in his shirt.

Her hands! Touching him like this, it was Christmas Day!

"Take it off," She groaned and he sat up briefly to pull his shirt over his head and toss it over his shoulder, "Jeans too."

"Whatever the lady wants and I do mean whatever she wants." He answered as he shucked off his pants.

Grinning he came back down but now was on top of her. All that was between them was his boxer shorts. They had never been this close to each other before.

The weight of him was delicious and she was truly swept away in this feeling. He was hard already, she could feel it against her leg and it excited her beyond belief.

"I wanna make you feel so good," He moaned, as he peeled her leggings down over her legs.

Then his lips and hands were running over her ribcage. Often she would look at his hands, wondering while he worked on her car or fixed his bike. What would it feel like for him to touch her this way?

Would she like it? She did.

"Daryl, we have to promise each other not to be intimidated, not to hold back…"

"I don't wanna hold back…I don't want to," He shook his head and met her eyes. Her arms were around his neck, "If we're gonna do this I wanna do this."

"If we're gonna fuck, then we are gonna fuck." Then she pulled him down and kissed him hard.

"Age," He kissed her over and over again while his hands explored, down over her perfect breasts. " If you say fuck one more time I'm gonna cum and ruin all of this."

"No you aren't," She ran her hands over his chest and down to his dick. "I need this." She let her hand rest on his cock and Daryl's eyes rolled to the back of his head. "I need this inside me as deep as possible."

"Fuck!" He moaned in between the kisses, but stopped her from rubbing him more. He was so hard he was dizzy and her words drove him crazy, "I gotta have you," He kissed down her neck, stopping to lick and suck her nipples until she was climbing the walls in ecstacy.

"Oh my God Daryl," She cried out, "Yes."

"You want more baby?" He reached down between her legs and found her wet, " I got lots more for you."

"I want it all," She breathed out, "Everything you have."

"Fuck me! You're soaked …" Daryl moaned into her ear. His fingers slipped inside of her first one then two. Her hands gripped his shoulders and her nails hurt him in the good way. She was grabby and he was here for it.

Daryl kissed her dirty, pushing his tongue between her lips and groaning in her mouth as his fingers slid over her clit and she reacted as a bolt of lightning shot through her body.

"More…?" He breathed out, pleased by her reaction and wanting it all for himself. Daryl was a man who got off on making girls scream, it was Candace's loss really that she hadn't given him a try.

"More," Adrianne threw her head back as the tingle went through her, first creeping over her scalp and moving down her body.

"How long has it been?"

"A long time," She gasped.

"How long?" He pressed, all the while rubbing little circles where she needed it most.

"Months," She cried out, "Fuck, oh god."

"Come on sweetheart, give it to me," He stopped for a second and she moaned in frustration as he kissed and sucked his way down over her breasts and rib cage. He looked up at her with the devil in his eye, "You wanna cum?"

"Yes," She breathed out barely catching her breath.

"I want you to cum too," He said against her side and looked up at her with a twinkle in his eye, "All over my face."

Then he was between her legs with his lips and tongue and her hands were in his hair pulling. He went straight in for the kill and opened his mouth, shoving his rigid tongue inside of her and her grip tightened on his hair.

Daryl's dick was throbbing and she was a hair puller, he hadn't thought of that. This was more than he had ever thought it would be.

The sounds she was making and the way her body reacted to him was making him crazy. Adrianne let go of his hair and her hands fisted in the sheets, her body bucked off the bed, but he gripped her hips, keeping her right where he wanted her.

"Daryl, oh fuck yes!" She screamed,and it seemed to go on forever, through her whole body leaving her out of breath and weak,"Yes baby yes!"

Her hands slapped at his back as she tried to pull him up. Daryl had never been so roughed up by a girl in bed before, she pulled hair, scratched and demanded what she wanted and it was so good it was all he could do to hang on to it.

"I want you right now!" She demanded, and he was happy to oblige her. Adrianne yanked at his boxers until they were off. Then her eyes widened at what she saw.

She had suspected he was big, sometimes they were in close proximity, so she had an idea, but she wasn't prepared for this.

"Ready?" He asked again, the last thing he wanted to do was make a mistake and ruin this good thing. If she wanted to stop they would.

"Is that for me?"

"All for you baby, you want it?"

He was inside her then and Daryl let out a groan against her neck of pure bliss. She was so warm and wet and if he wasn't in control of himself he would have cum right then. Adrianne's eyes closed as she wrapped her legs around his waist and hung on.

"Ohfuckyes," He gasped out in one long run on sentence. Then her hips were crashing into his as she gripped his forearms.

"It's all for you Age," He kissed her again then met her eyes, but they were closed, daryl didn't like that, "Open your eyes."

Her eyes opened and locked in his.

"Keep looking at me," He commanded, "Oh fuck! You feel so good. "

"Oh, Daryl, you too! Feels so good, oh my god," Adrianne cried, as he reached down between them to stroke her some more, "Yes, oh god!"

"Cum for me," He breathed out as he moved in and out of her. Their eyes were still locked in

each other unblinking.

"More," She gasped, "Harder."

"Oh fuck Age." He pulled out almost all the way then slammed back down and inside her, again and again.

"More, oh please. More, don't stop!"

"I won't, I won't!"

"I need...I need," She gasped out.

"What do you need baby? Tell me what you need, tell me what you need." He whispered, "I got what you need…"

"Harder!"

"All for you baby, all for you." He slammed into her harder and harder, she met him thrust for thrust and it was too much and not enough all at the same time.

"Give it to me! Fuck me!"

"Come on baby, cum on me, cum on me," He groaned, letting his fingers slide against her clit just right and she was his.

"Oh God! Oh God!"

Then she was falling, weightless, harder than the first time. Unable to stop herself she screamed and Daryl couldn't hold back anymore. Her body squeezed him like a vice and he was lost to her as he unloaded every drop inside of her.

They laid there entwined for a second still not believing they had done this and that it was so intense. Daryl rolled over to lay next to her and stared at the ceiling.

"Whew!" She ran her hand through her hair and turned to look at him, his eyes were bright, shining, and he was panting like she was. Daryl brought his arm around her and pulled her close as she spoke , "You are a phenomenal fuck."