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I'll Stay, For You

six

Merle watched her as she slept, noting her facial expressions as she dreamed of worlds he would never understand. He knew he shouldn’t have stayed; it was nearly daylight.

There was just something strangely comforting being next to the girl. He felt different, his attitude felt way off, and for the first time since the Turn he was sleeping almost without issue. He frowned and carefully moved her from her spot on his bare chest to the cold, unused pillow on her side. She barely even stirred.

He got up and began the search for his clothes. He knew it was going to be another long day. Again, he thought that he shouldn’t have stayed, but it was too late to change the situation.

He peered down at her as she slept peacefully. Was the typical kiss on the forehead goodbye acceptable anymore? He grumbled to himself and quickly left the room. Merle Dixon wasn’t the type of guy to give goodbye kisses, even when the girl left him completely sexually satisfied.

He snuck out of her house and when to his own to wash away her scent from his body. He thought of Daryl, as he often did, and Jenna slowly slipped from his mind. He needed to push the thought of her away.


Keeping his mind clear and empty made it easier to do the things the Governor demanded. He continued through the next week following that thought process. Blocking out the terrible things he would do for the price of a safe home made the time fly right by; most nights, it was nearly midnight before he made it home, then he was back up as early as the light would come. It was exhausting, but being out in the real world forced him to figure out how to fight without a hand.

It was an earlier night he noted as they drove back towards Woodbury. It marked exactly three weeks since he had arrived in such a bad shape. For once, the truck was silent. Merle was relieved that for once, Martinez wasn’t yapping his trap nonstop.

He arrived home at five minutes until eleven, relieved to be home. He was a mess but he didn’t care. His bed was calling his name. He flicked the light on just to kick his boots off and did a double take at the couch.

Jenna was sprawled out, completely naked, but asleep. The light finally woke her as Merle finally remembered to actually take his boots off.

“Shit, I didn’t mean to fall asleep,” she mumbled, sitting up. “I suppose this isn’t too sexy.”

He nearly told her off, nearly told her to get the fuck out, but the fact that even as sleepy as she was, she was still incredibly sexy stopped those words from coming out of his mouth.

He crossed the room to her and lifted her from the couch, tossing her over his shoulder without a word. She giggled quietly, trying to ignore the blood staining his pants. He carried her into his small bedroom before depositing her down onto the bed just roughly enough to get a squeak out of her.

“You miss me or somethin’?” he asked her, reaching for his belt.

“Something,” she repeated with a wink, pushing his hand out of the way to undo his belt for him. “Let me.”

He was already hard from the sight of her naked body, from her curves, from the way her nipples stood out even though the room had to still be at least eighty degrees. She pushed his pants down and looked up to him as she took his hard on into her mouth.

Merle couldn’t resist. He fisted her hair and shoved him all the way into her throat, causing her to choke but only slightly. He groaned as he felt her throat contracting, and when he looked down to her big hazel eyes, he nearly came right then and there.

There was so much want, so much demand from them. It was as if he was the only man in the world and it was his cum that would keep her alive.

Knowing that he was going to lose control if he didn’t stop fucking her mouth, he pulled out and pushed her back. He nearly ripped his shirt trying to get it off and Jenna couldn’t help but smile.

Merle flipped the girl onto her hands and knees. He didn’t waste the time to check to see if she was wet; his intuition told him enough. As he lined the tip of his cock up with her opening, his intuition was confirmed, and he pushed into her, hard enough to cause her head to bump into the wall.

Jenna didn’t mind. His raw hunger for her turned her on even more, and it as all she could do to attempt to push back with his movements. Finally he grasped her hip with his good hand and yanked on her, controlling her movements.

She was nearly positive she was feeling stars as she came hard on his cock. She bit down on his pillow to keep her scream inside as he continued to ravage her body until he slammed into her cervix and let his seed spill.

He had fucked her raw, but that was exactly what she had been looking for when she decided to sneak into his house and wait nakedly for him. They caught their breath in a sweaty silence, laying apart with only his hand on her breast. Merle closed his eyes and wished he was a different kind of man, as Jenna chewed nervously on her lip.

She knew he said he wouldn’t leave… but eventually everyone left in one way or another.

Notes

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Comments

Love Merle! He better not be dead. Good story.

Emma Emma
9/4/15

ITS THAT IT?? IT SHOW AS FINISHED BUT I CANT BELIEVE IT PLEASE UPDATE THIS STORY
ITS AMAZING LOVE IT !!!!!!!

LUCY6922 LUCY6922
3/13/15

No Merle save your girl and live

dombast dombast
3/9/15

Jenna is cute

dombast dombast
3/9/15

Just brilliant

dombast dombast
3/9/15