Just be reasonable!

[stillgoodpeople]

Running, running. It seemed like all they'd done since the prison fell was to run. Aside from the odd moment stolen to partake of some Moonshine and arson, they'd been steady going. Finally, when the weather started to turn colder and the wear and tear of constant running took its toll. They found shelter where they could, but nothing was ever secure. It always turned into another flight for their lives.

Tonight, they'd holed up in an old storage unit. The mostly empty unit was shelter enough, secure enough with its rolling, metal door. The only real problem was that it didn't have any insulation to speak of and the bitterly cold night air blew in through the cracks.

They'd fashioned a place to sleep. It was bed-like, with the wooden pallets and scraps of old furniture and linens. After weeks of sleeping wherever they could, mostly on the hard ground, it was almost, kinda, sorta comfortable... if it wasn't in a deep freeze.

"Daryl," Beth sighed, fighting to stay patient. "You can't sleep on the floor. It's like a sheet of ice. Just get up here, already."

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[stillgoodpeople]

It was the most natural thing in the world to respond to that pull, shifting herself to straddle his lap. The way they fit together was so perfect. His body was strong and firm against her smaller, softer one. Every one of his touches sent electricity down her spine and danced across her nerves.

Maybe her father would have disapproved. Maybe the rest of the group, too. She didn't care. She'd never felt safer or more wanted than she had in that moment, with Daryl.

She gasped his name against his lips, melting into the deeper kiss, tongue brushing tentatively against his.

[theonlyzenone]

Goddamn--

Worries melted away along with everything else when she settled in his lap like that. His hands smoothed up her back and he arched his back to press in even tighter against her. One hand eventually made its way up to tangle through her hair as the kiss deepened, a low noise leaving him.

[stillgoodpeople]

That noise rumbled all the way through her, sending a shiver down her spine and causing her to tighten her grip on him. Her arms tightened around him, thighs squeezing at his sides. Her heart hammered in her chest and the sound of her own excited breathing was loud in her ears. She felt like she was losing her mind, in all the best possible ways.

Her arms loosened, hands moving down from his shoulders to move over his chest, fingers plucking at the first couple buttons on his shirt and slipping under the fabric to explore a little more.

[theonlyzenone]

It was easy to get lost in all of this. The way she tightened around him, clung like she didn't want an inch of space between them...

It wasn't until fingers were beneath his shirt that he pulled away from the kiss, uncertain. Much as he didn't want to stop, Daryl didn't have a goddamn clue where to go -- or how far she wanted to go -- from here.

[stillgoodpeople]

Beth froze, biting down on a whimper of disappointment when he pulled back. Maybe she'd gone too far? Done something wrong? Daryl was hard to anticipate under normal circumstances. This was far from their normal circumstances.

"What's wrong?" She breathed, eyes searching his face for a clue.

[theonlyzenone]

"Nothing," Daryl answered, a little too quickly maybe. "Just-- we're movin' fast, right?"

And he didn't exactly carry condoms and shit on him, if it even got to that point.

[stillgoodpeople]

"Oh." He definitely seemed nervous, now. Somehow, she didn't think it was because of the age thing. For the first time, Beth started to consider that Daryl might not be any more experienced at this than she was. "Yeah, I guess we are."

She hummed thoughtfully for a second and then moved her hands to his shoulders and gave a gentle push to get him to lay back and then moved to lay beside him, tangling their legs together and snuggling in close. They could do slow. Sure, her hormones were screaming for fast, but she didn't want to push him.

Her lips found his again, kissing him soft and easy.

[theonlyzenone]

He followed the push, watching her move curiously. He didn't know what to expect from her half the damn time anymore -- and she was pretty damn headstrong when she set her mind to something.

But when she leaned in to kiss him, slow and soft like that, he felt himself started to relax again. He responded to the kiss and even shifted just a little bit closer, bringing a hand up to rest against her hip.

[stillgoodpeople]

Oh, she was definitely headstrong, but she was also compassionate. There was nothing she wanted less than to scare him off, now. Not when she had him pressed in so close and his lips so willing against hers.

She returned the gesture, settling a hand on his hip. After a moment, she moved her hand, smoothing it lightly up and down his side. Maybe, above the clothes, it wouldn't make him quite so nervous.

[theonlyzenone]

He didn't protest the touch as much. It was easier when it was expected, when he had time to get used to it. Pushing a bit closer, he deepened the kiss a little more and dragged his own hand up to brush through her hair, tangling into it.

[stillgoodpeople]

Beth liked the way he moved in closer without prompting. She liked feeling that he was into it. That he wanted this. Wanted her.

She made a soft, pleased sound against his lips when she felt his fingers in her hair. One hand slipped down to grab the blankets and pull them up over the two of them, keeping them warm and close. Maybe they wouldn't be leaving this morning, after all...

[theonlyzenone]

Daryl had a hard time noticing the cold when she was pressed up against him anyhow. His hands pushed through her hair, brushing it away from her face before tangling in. His lips parted against hers slowly, deepening the kiss.