Even though Stile said he would fuck daryl he knew it was wise to wait until they found something more stable, he did not want to be pregnant while on the move, but with his heat picking up he knew he would have to be knotted by the older man, he just hope since it was his first heat he would not become pregnant.
Stiles follows Daryl to a small river and both wolves rub against each other as Stiles whines and whimpers with the needs he felt, Daryl licks at stiles face and side before they both shift, stiles smile nervously. This was his first time having sex, with anyone. Stiles was a submissive, while Daryl was every bit of alpha and that only seemed to turn him on more.
" fuck me please!" Stiles's voice was lustful as he pushed his hip up.
So stiles laid beneath Daryl as his neck was assaulted with licks and open mouth kisses and then Daryl started to suck his collar bone, while one hand reach for his nipple, he arch his back at the pleasure he was receiving from his mate.
Daryl had push his finger into stiles's hole where it twitch and spasm at the intrusion,
" easy, relax" Daryl 's voice brought shivers to the smaller male as he tried to rock his hip. Daryl's voice felt great against his ear before he felt three fingers. He was almost completely full now and he wanted more, he whimpered out more as he was rocking his hip to the thrust.
All to soon Daryl remove his fingers, stiles's hips pushes back wanting his alpha to stay in him, Daryl chuckled and there was no clothes to be remove and nothing to place under stiles's hips,
stiles Squirm around as he felt the head of his new mate and alpha's massives cock pushing through his ring of tight muscle, once Daryl bottom out he held still trying to let stiles get use to the feeling of something in him, nodding his head to let the alpha know he could move, Daryl pulled out to where only the head of his cock was in, before snapping forth, stiles gave a breathy moan and move his hip back to meet the other's thrust as they pick up speed. Moan and skin slapping skin could be heard, closer to their release he could feel something pulling into his stomach, he whined under the other male.
" I feel something in my stomach" stiles moans out " i...it.. Ah...agh.. Feels.. Good" he held onto the Alpha shoulders as his nail beds bury themselves into the soft flesh under them. The alpha give a hmph and chuckles as he grab his omega's little cock, pumping him to the rhythm of his thrust, this had started to drive the smaller male to become wild, as he growls and try to push harder into Daryl, who chuckles and still the omega's hips, causing him to fall apart under Daryl's deadly slowing rhythm. He snarls out faster and flips the two over to ride him.
Daryls hand grab the omegas hip tightly, stiles had never been this bold and now he was riding him like a champion racehorse, this new position made Daryl's cock go in deeper, like it was making his gut it's new home, but he could care less as he bounce up and down, throwing his head back," Alpha." he had moan, his cheekes turn a red shade as his fistisy side peek out, Alpha was something he dream of calling his partner while fucking, so when his cock exploded spurting cum all over his and Daryls chest he was so daze that Daryl took over fliping them back over and pick up speed as he fuck into him, the amount of pleasure the omega was in was making him moan and weither as the oversentivitly got to him, with one last hard thrust Daryl grunt as his cock busted and coated the inside of the omega's walls, milking his cock he pulled the soft muscle from the omega's body as he waited for the smaller male to come down for his high." Wow...that..was' ' stiles began.
" amazing. Yeah I know." Daryl said as he pulled the omega to his chest.
They feel asleep like that nake and fuck up.
In the middle of the night was round two, the second round was where daryl had mark stiles neck with a nice mating bit and his knot form locking them into place, stiles was so Blissed out that he could hardly remember their third round he only remember being in wolf form and falling asleep as the wolf next to the river.
A snarl and a stagger of feet woke stiles, he lift his wolf head and look around for the noise, not to far from them a walker stagger for them, daryl was a sleep his massive wolf on it back showing his belly, his massive paws spread, stiles yelps as he try to stand the pain from the night before got to him, daryl growl and was on all four looking for what hurt his mate.
Finding only a walker he took care of smashing it head...
....
Stiles found himself alone back at camp, daryl was hunting, for meat to feed the group, stiles sat next to the tent he was wash and dressed, most humans stared at him, carl and sophia ran around with the little morals cubs, it wasn't until rick step from the tent he used and made his way to the food cooking that carol stop him to say something about his clothes he smiled and nodded and then move to talk to the others,
Everything seem good, stiles no longer had to await when he would be rape in heat by a alpha he did not want, he was happily mated to a some one he thought he would never have, and on top of that fallon started to leave him alone long enough to know when stiles didnt want to be messed with by him, they still talk but anything related to mating at his age he snarl and drew the line there.
He watches lori and rick fight over their ex mating, then he turns to dale to ask something.
.....
Stiles was chilling with the older woman, Carol was reading a book and Rick was talking to others, and many people were minding their own, when the screams of the children filtered the air.
Jumping up along with some of the others stiles ran to where the morals girl ran from, carl running into ricks legs, and sophia to her mother, once stiles come to the clearing the others are gather at, he see what scared the kids, a doe is laying dead, a arrow sticking out of its side, but that not all that probably sent the kids running, it was the flesh bag for rotten meat chewing away at the deers meat, stiles stood next to the others, dale the older man look grossed out. The bushes next to the far side of the deer moved.
" what the fuck , " an alpha said..
Morales take his shovel and decapitate it as it head rolled a few feet from its body to lay right in front of 2 set of boots. Daryl moves towards them, stoping at the deer as he cussed out the walker.
Dale breathes out a quiet "Oh, Jesus." While everyone lowers their weapons. Then the man sees the Walker that was gnawed deer.
"Son of a bitch." He says coming around the group, "That's my deer! I've been tracking this deer for miles." He kicks the carcass of the Walker a few times, then pulls his arrows from the dead deer, "Gonna drag it back to camp, cook us up some venison. What do you think? Do you think we can cut around this chewed up part right here?"
Rick watches the man silently. There was something about the way the man moved, the way he talked that triggered something in Rick. Shane, as the appointed Alpha that this man knew, sighs.
"I would not risk that. Babe" stiles said moving forth to move the deer : i'll will move it way from camp."
The man sighs looking at the deer. "That's a damn shame. I got some squirrel... about a dozen or so. That'll have to do. See you when you get back," daryl said leaning over and kissing the omegas head and moving towards the camp yelling out for the brother stiles new was not there, Daryl was going to blow a gasket once he finds out about his brother.
...
The group moves back to the camp. Glenn comes up next to Rick and points at the man with the crossbow, providing his Alpha with the information he knew the new guy was missing, "That's Daryl Dixon, alpha, Merle little brother."
If Glenn hadn't told him that Rick would have still connect the two together base on the fact that once they were clear of the trees the man started shouting, "Merle! Merle! I got us some squirrel!"
Rick rubs the back of Glenn's neck in acknowledgement and thanks, spreading even more of his scent. Glenn purrs low in his chest at the action, happy that his prime Alpha was acknowledging him. If Merle hadn't told rick he was an omega , the man was sure he wouldn't have ever found out. Merle acts to much like a beta to think otherwise, even smells like one. The two Alphas watch Shane walks up to the alpha and calls out to him, "Daryl... I need to talk to you."
Daryl stops and looks at the other man who was circling around to his other side, blocking him from going any further, "About what?"
"About Merle. There was a problem in Atlanta." Shane replies. Daryl looks at Shane, then the women in front of the RV, then the other guys that had stopped behind him.
Daryl starts to pace slightly, a classic sign of nervousness found in alpha and a defensive move animal make when they are scared or feel threatened. Rick recognizes the move ... Daryl was feeling cornered, and he would lash out if he feels threatened. Rick stays back and watches Daryl's squirrels moving from his shoulder to balled in his hand, "He dead?"
Shane sighs. "We're not sure."
Daryl snaps at Shane. "He either is or he ain't!"
Rick walks up on the other side on Daryl quickly, but he stops far from the other man, careful to not coral him and leaving room for him to escape if need be. Daryl's attention snaps to him and the pacing stops, just like Rick wanted. 'Give them something to focus on, and they feel more secure.'
"No easy way to say this, so I'll just say it."
"Who are you?" Daryl scowls in confusion, having never seen the Alpha in the camp before. The thought of another Alpha in the camp unnerves the alpha, especially since there are now two of them circling him.
"Rick Grimes."
"Rick Grimes," the alpha mocks, stepping closer to Rick, "you got something you want to tell me?"
Rick decides to go about this like a cop and just bluntly say the first thing that came to mind, defusing the situation. He had a feeling that it would be better than beating around the bush, especially with this alpha, "Your brother was a danger to us all, so I handcuffed him on a roof, hooked him to a piece of metal. He's still there."
"Hold on." Daryl starts to pace again, faster, his voice getting louder until he was shouting, "Let me process this. You're saying you handcuffed my brother to a roof... and you left him there?!"
"Yeah."
Daryl bite his lip and waits a second, then throws the squirrels at Rick to distract him. As he runs at Rick, Shane smacks into him, knocking him into the ground.
Daryl pulled his knife out, slashing at Rick blindly. Rick grabs Daryl's wrist and twist it quick and gentle so he doesn't break his wrist, but makes him drop the knife which the Alpha kicks out of the way. At the same time Shane comes up behind Daryl and put him in a chokehold, pulling him down to the ground.
"You'd best let me go!" Daryl screams. The alpha kicks out, trying to get away from the Alpha holding him. Rick can see the fear in his eyes even as he glares at him. The alpha was a fighter, one who had learned the hard way to never show fear. Rick and Shane had seen these kinds of alphas and omegas before, the ones born in Traditional homes but also raised around New-School communities.
Shane just holds him still, squeezing and rumbling deep in his throat. "Nah, I think it's better if I don't."
Daryl growls, his eyes flashing, "Choke hold's illegal."
The Alpha just laughs. "You can file a complaint."
Rick kneels in front of the hunter, waiting until he caught his eye before holding it there, "I'd like to have a calm discussion on this topic. Do you think we can manage that?"
Shane squeezes a little. "Hmm?"
Daryl scowls but relaxes. "Yeah."
Shane waits until Rick gives him a nod. The Alpha squeezes a little more, choking the alpha. Daryl doesn't make a sound, but his breathing becomes shallow and his eyes tighten. Still looking at Rick the alpha hisses through his teeth. To Rick it sounds like a whine. Rick's eyes shoot up to Shane, the other Alpha bares his teeth in a smile. Rick shows his teeth and hardens his gaze. Shane huffs then lets the alpha go, showing his neck to Rick briefly. Daryl sits on the ground for a moment, catching his breath, pointing one accusing finger at Shane.
Rick, still kneeling next to the man, looks him in the eye again. "What I did was not on a whim. Your brother does not work and play well with others."
T-Dog chimes in, wanting to come clean as well, "It's not Rick's fault. I had the key, I dropped it. Well, I dropped it in a drain."
"If it's supposed to make me feel better, it don't." Daryl gets up and throws some rocks at the Beta's feet, pacing again.
At that time stiles walk toward them right
"Well, maybe this will." T-Dog says moving around the younger Dixon, keeping him away from his back like he was scare the other man would jump him if he did, "Look, I chained the door to the roof... So, the geeks couldn't get at him... With a padlock."
"It's gotta count for something." Rick's voice draws Daryl's attention.
"Hell with all y'all! Just tell me where he is so that I can go get him." Daryl wipes the sweat from his eyes, a waver in his voice was the only indication on how bad the other man was taking the news. In Rick's ears it sounded like the alpha was going to start cry ing. No one else seemed to hear the tremor in his voice though, and that concerned Rick. Merle might be a piece of shit, but this man was clearly nothing like his brother, yet everyone was treating him the same as the older Dixon. Merle was his omega brother and Daryl was protective of him and it was causing this alpha pain to know his omega brother could be dead....
"He'll show you." Lori says, hidden disgust and anger in her voice as she talks to her ex husband, "Isn't that right?"
Rick sighs as he looks at everyone, catching Glenn, T-Dog, Shane, and Lori's eyes, before looking at Daryl. "I'm going back."
Lori scowls and rolls her eyes with a huff, walking into the RV and slamming the door. Daryl stares at Rick, like he's calculating his words before he nods and walks off, going to gut the squirrels and clean his arrows.
.....
Stiles wasn't plaining to lose his mate right after they mated so he walk over and stood by Daryl...
Later, Rick comes out of the Grimes tent with his police uniform on. He walks past Shane who seems intent on telling Rick just how pissed off he is that the other alpha was planning on leaving camp.
"So that's it, huh?" He scowls, matching Ricks pace, "You're just gonna walk off? Just to hell with everybody else?"
Rick sighs as he finishes buttoning his shirt, "I'm not saying to hell with anybody..."
Shane sighs, desperate to understand, "Could you just... Could you throw me a bone here, man? Could you just tell me why? Why would you risk your life for a douche bag like Merle Dixon?"
Daryl looks up from where he's cleaning his arrows. "Hey, choose your words more carefully."
"No, I did. Douche bag's what I meant." The Alpha turns back to Rick muttering under his breath, "Merle Dixon...The guy wouldn't give you a glass of water if you were dying of thirst."
Rick, fed up with everyone's attitude about the Dixons, growls back, "What he would or wouldn't do doesn't interest me. I can't let a man die of thirst... me. Thirst and exposure. We left him like an animal caught in a trap. That's no way for anything to die, let alone a human being."
The whole camp was watching the exchange between the two Alphas, worried. Shane was the Prime Alpha as far as they were concerned, and the man had put the other Alphas and a few Betas in their place. Rick was the new Alpha and yet it seems as if the man had come and claimed the Prime's mate and pup and was giving the Prime Alpha orders too. Noticing the exchange as well, Lori looks up from where the mothers and their kids were working on school work. "So, you and Daryl, that's your big plan?"
"Oh, come on." Glenn understands instantly when his Alpha turns to him. While he was happy that his Alpha wanted him along, Glenn really didn't want to come.
"You know the way. It's not fair of me to ask... I know that, but I'd feel a lot better with you along. I know she would too." Rick nods towards Lori, who rolls her eyes. "You don't have to come... but I'm asking."
"Ok." Glenn nods. His Alpha had given him a way out, had allowed him to decide if he wanted to come. He didn't demand that he go into the city like Shane had. He hadn't used his Alpha position to force Glenn's hand. That was the only reason that the Asian Alpha had agreed to go; that and he knew that Shane would hurt him for Rick's actions. Shane was a Traditional Alpha where Rick was a New-School. In Shane's mind, Glenn had abandoned one Pack for another, and Shane would feel the need to reclaim him while the new Pack bonds were weak.
Shane grits his teeth at seeing Glenn agree, realizing Rick scent on the runt Alpha, and the situation that places on the group.
T-Dog stands up. "I'm goin' too."
"Why you?" Daryl asks, genuinely curious.
"You wouldn't even begin to understand. Your people don't speak my language." The Beta huffs looking away. Daryl's eyes go dark and he bits his lip, a deep sigh through his nose seems to release all the tension draining from his body. Numb, he goes back to setting up his crossbow for the journey with a rumble in his chest. Rick hears it and is surprised; most Omegas will purr or whine. To hear one rumble like an Alpha or Beta was shocking and fascinating.
"That's five." Dale chimes in.
"It's not just four." Shane gets in Rick's face, challenging him, "You're putting every single one of us at risk. That Walker was here; it was in camp. They come back, we need every able body we've got. We need 'em to protect camp."
Rick steps back and places his hand on his gun, eyes narrow and chin raised, "It seems to me what you really need most here are more guns."
"Right, the guns." Glenn smiles in realization at his Alpha's plan.
Shane, seeing the look that Glenn gives Rick questions, "Wait. What guns?"
"I cleaned out the cage back at the station before I left. I dropped the bag in Atlanta when I got swarmed. It's just sitting there on the street, waiting to be picked up."
"Ammo?" Shane bites his lip, considering and forgetting the challenge for a moment.
Rick nods "700 rounds, assorted."
"You went through hell to find us." Lori speaks up, pissed that her lover was listening to her husband, willing to let him leave, "You just got here and you're gonna turn around and leave?"
Carl bites his lip, "Dad, I don't want you to go."
Rick stops for a minute to calm down, upset that Lori and Shane are fighting him and now Carl thinks he was abandoning them... again. A rumble leaves him, making Shane and Glenn lower their head and step back, to the amazement of the camp. Lori continues, unaware of what she was causing.
"To hell with the guns. Shane is right. Merle Dixon? He's not worth one of your lives, even with guns thrown in." Lori stands up as Rick walks over to her, "Tell me. Make me understand."
Rick ignores the look she gives him, like she wants him to yell at her and argue. It was a look that she had given him every day for the last couple of years causing many nights sleeping on the couch when he would just do as she told him instead of fighting her. He remembers the last time he had seen her, before he was shot, and what she had said to him, 'Maybe you don't care about us at all.'
Shaking his head, Rick replies to his Mate in a calm voice as usual in their fights, "I owe a debt to the Alpha I met and his pup."
Lori, wide eye and panting, goes to gesture to their son, ready to bring him into another one of their fights, but Rick stops her, "Lori, if they hadn't taken me in, I'd have died. It's because of them that I made it back to you at all. They said they'd follow me to Atlanta. They'll walk into the same trap I did if I don't warn him."
Lori glares at the Rick's shirt, not able to be mad at him for this and hating it, "What's stopping you?"
"The walkie-talkie, the one in the bag I dropped. He's got the other one. Our plan was to connect when they got closer." Rick says, seeing his Mate calm down somewhat at the explanation.
Shane groans. "These are our walkies?"
Rick, knowing where the Alpha's thoughts are, sighs, "Yeah."
"So, use the CB. What's wrong with that?" Andrea asks.
Shane sighs. "The CB's fine. It's the walkies, they don't match any other bandwidth... Not even the scanners in our cars."
Rick looks at Lori as she scowls at the ground. "I need that bag. Okay? Not just for the walkie."
At lori's scowl and nod, like she expected him to explain himself without her asking, Rick sighs, "I had some other supplies."
The group freezes. Shane's head snaps up in interest, a few of the women whisper in excitement. Stile had frozen the exact time daryl had frozen, his crossbow and arrow forgotten as Rick glances at them. Lori follows his gaze, but only sees the chatting women, Daryl quick to go back to what he was doing and ignoring everyone.
" if Daryl is going then im going too" stiles said as he move towards his mate. He didn't like the fact that he was just mated and was being left behind, for a newly mated pair, it wasn't come to separated with then a week, new mates need about a week to get use too each other and their scents and ways for life, but to have one mate leave before the week if is painful.
" NO, Stiles you stay, protect our things, and watch the bitch and shane over there, i'll bee back, it wont take long." Daryl said as he kisses stiles on the lips earn a scoff from lori who was racist and homophoibic.
" you better make it back in one piece, daryl, fallon is gone so that helps. But ima be clingy when you get back."
" I look forward too it omega, be safe and watch the others."
With that they kissed and daryl walk off to join the others.