Daryl was supposed to be on watch tonight, but it was hard to do that with her delicate hands trailing over his body. "Stop it. You're distracting me" He says dryly, trying to pretend he's not affected by her touch.

Daryl feels a small kiss on the back of his neck, then another on his neck and then a small bite. He was starting to feel his pants getting tight. "You're a brat, you know that?" He says, closing his eyes at the feel of her warm lips on his neck.