Daryl was just as lost -- each touch made his skin heat up with want and desires he wasn't even used to having on the best of days. He just wanted more and now. He a low, rumbling noise left him into the kiss and his body arched against hers when her hands moved down.

Then she was lying against him and he ached even more for it. "Yeah," he started roughly. Yeah, it was okay. Okay as it was gonna get anyway.

Or well, mostly okay. He paused. "Don't have any condoms on me."

Never had any occasion to carry them really.