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You loved Daryl’s hair. It was a staple part of him, one of the first things people notice about him— unless he's holding a dead animal but that's a whole different topic— that's what first caught your eye, at least.
You loved how unruly it was, almost like a lion's mane. You loved running your fingers through it, braiding it, trying different hairstyles with many assortments of hair clips and accessories. Daryl acts like he doesn't like it, be you both knew he did, and you would have to keep quiet if you wanted to be able to continue to do it. So, how you and Daryl ended up here was totally unintentional. It started with you sitting him down on your couch, perched in his lap as you brushed out his hair, and one particularly large knot sent his head jerking, as well as his hips against yours.
His large palms splayed out over your hips, attempting to keep you still to keep your domestic moment going, but you rolled your them against his cock, and it all went to hell after that.
It was a blur on how you ended up on your back, pants and underwear discarded on the floor as dog was kicked out the room, the animal glaring at it's owners. The hem of your shirt was clenched between your teeth so that your breasts and stomach were showing, giving Daryl a full visual of you as he shoved his tongue deep inside of you, his salt and pepper beard scratching your inner thighs that made you legs twitch around his head.
“Daryl..” You allowed the material to fall out of your mouth, the hem of it resting wrinkly on top of your boobs. You let out a particularly loud moan as he sucked on your clit. Your hips attempted to grind against his face but he held you down, both of his strong and firm arms wrapped tightly around your luscious plump thighs.
“Mmph!” You moaned, your hand shooting out to grip at his hair and tug on it, forcefully pulling him close to your centre. He let out a surprisingly loud grunt which shot up your spine, the vibration of his timbre voice shaking up your nerves. “Daryl,” You panted, “I'm gonna cum, please.” He allowed you to ride his face, his eyes shimmering in unsung admiration as he he watched you fall apart due to his doing. It didn't matter that you guys had been together since the quarry, that you're now husband & wife and he had made you fall apart like this numerous times before, it was as if he was seeing you for the first time all over again.
You let out a high pitched whine as your back arched and you threw you head back onto the arm of the sofa, cumming in Daryl’s face as he drank in your release.
Settling down, you gave him a lopsided grin, your eyes hooded and tired as you affectionately brushed some hair out of his face.
Yeah, you definitely loved his hair.