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He can feel the warmth of the summer sun on his back. Even in the early morning, Daryl can tell it’s going to be a hot one.
“Mmmmm,” Paul hums in protest, feeling Daryl shifting. His voice muffled by Daryl’s ribcage. He presses his face even harder into Daryl and snuggles closer to him until the younger man is practically on top of him.
Daryl smiles as he looks down at Paul. Topknot coming down, a few stray strands of hair splayed across his cheeks, mouth slightly agape. God, he’s beautiful, Daryl thinks. How’d he get so damn lucky? He doesn’t deserve him. Daryl tries to shake the negative thoughts away, choosing instead to keep taking in the expanse of his lover’s back.
His eyes trail down Paul’ shoulders and he can’t help but lick his lips as his eyes continue down the smooth valley of skin. He can feel a low heat beginning to burn deep inside himself. He loves the way Paul’s body tapers down into his hips and the two dimples on his lower back, which Daryl knows he will be giving extra attention to today. He particularly loves the way it all leads down to the swell of Paul’ ass. And what an ass it is. Heavenly, could bring an empire down to its knees. It’s certainly made Daryl do just that. There’s more than heat inside him now. It still amazes Daryl how much Paul can do to him without even trying.
“If you're gonna keep looking at me like you want to eat me then you better,” Paul says, eyes still closed but a smile spreading across his lush lips.
He is caught. Paul always knows. They have come to know each other so well it sometimes frightened him. Despite his repeated attempts to keep the younger man at bay, Paul had wormed his way in his heart and his mind.
Paul slowly opens one eye and gives Daryl a big smile as he runs his free hand along the side of Daryl’s body. He presses down into the soft, smooth skin where his thigh and pelvis meet. Daryl’s breath hitches.
Paul lets out a satisfied hum as his picks himself up. Daryl instantly misses the pressure of his lover’s body against his own, but Paul quickly solves the problem by straddling him. Daryl lets out an involuntary groan as Paul grinds down onto him. Daryl looks up at him and nearly loses it. Paul has his eyes closed, head thrown back, and mouth open. He looks over the ripples and planes of Paul’s lean and tempting body. Daryl’s positive there’s never been anything more beautiful in this world.
He feels the laugh that rumbles through Paul’s body.
“No need to flatter Dixon, you already have me, mind, body, and soul.”
Daryl’s cheeks turn red, he can’t believe he said that out loud. He throws an arm over his face in embarrassment, but Paul pulls it away.
“Hey, don’t…” Paul says softly. “Look at me.”
Daryl obeys what other choice does he have. Paul isn’t the only one who’s owned. Daryl was damned the second he laid eyes on the sneaky little ninja ass, he just didn't know it. He looks up at Paul’ face. The sunlight streaming in casts a soft glow around him.
“You never have to be like that, not with me,” Paul says running a finger over Daryl’s lips. “You know that right? I love you just the way you are.”
Daryl’s chest gets tight. He pulls Paul down to him and brings their lips together in a gentle kiss.
“To me you’re perfect…” Paul says breathlessly in between kisses. “Everything I’ve been waiting for.”
Daryl can feel the tears forming in his eyes. He breaks away, cupping Paul’s face in his hands and staring him in the eyes. “I - I love you Paul. I know I don’t always show it, but I do.”
Paul smiles at him. “I know.”
Just as Paul dives them back into a heated kiss, there’s banging at their door.
“Rise and shine lovebirds,” they hear a voice call out in a sing-song tone.
“Fuck off” “Five more minutes mom!” They shout in unison, before Daryl yanks Paul back and resumes their kiss.
“Yeah right! The last time you guys slept in we didn’t see you for two days!”
Paul laughs into Daryl's mouth and he responses by jolting his hips upward. A long and filthy moan escapes Paul’s mouth. They’re both sure everyone around the trailer heard, but they couldn’t care less.
“Ugh!,” the voice says. “You got to be kidding me! Don’t make me come in there. You know I will!”
They break apart but keep their foreheads touching. “We should get going,” Paul resigns.
“Just a bit more,” Daryl says sucking a nice little bruise under Paul’ ear. It makes the younger man squirm in his lap and just as he’s about to give in when Rick slams a closed fist against the window.
“Up and at ’em boys. They’ll be plenty of time for that later.”
Daryl lets out a frustrated groan as he helps Paul off him. There was no way they were going to get any peace.
Before Daryl is even out of bed Paul has his pants and a black tank on. Daryl watches him as he sits down to put his boots on. Paul looks around at him and he smiles. Daryl grabs his wrist and places a kiss over it.
“Catch you later?” He asked, as though he doesn't already know that the second they're done with their respective chores they’ll find themselves right back in bed.
“You bet,” Paul says as he lets his hair down. Daryl watches him leave. Right before he leaves the room he turns and gives the older man a wink.