Warning: some smut ahead you've been warned

During the apocalypse holidays weren't a top priority for us, but since we joined Alexandria they celebrated and had parties. Before everything happened I was a party goer and people person. I still am a little bit but obviously there were no parties for me to go until now.
I woke up, stretching I noticed Daryl wasn't in the bed. I frowned and got up, grabbing one of Daryl's shirt and put it over my naked body. 
"Babe? Where are you?"
My feet felt the cold wooden floor as I walked down the stairs, there was Daryl plucking a chicken in our sink. I still get queasy with blood after all this time.
"Mornin' beautiful. Carol asked if I can hunt some meat for tonight's stupid party." said Daryl
"Oh okay, are you thinking of joining us?" I said pouting, he hated parties. We're the opposite.
Daryl shrugged, "I never celebrated Christmas why now?"
I felt a sting of hurt, I knew Daryl had a bad childhood but now he had us especially me, "Well now you have us to celebrate with. Come?"
Daryl stared at me with his blue eyes,"Mm I'll see."
I slumped my shoulders, it's no use if he wants to go he's going to go I can't force anybody.
I headed to Jennifer's place, she had a wardrobe to die for, everyone would go to her for something cute to wear.
Walking in I saw it was just her sitting at the dining table, reading a novel.
"Hey, Jennifer." I waved.
"Oh hey, ready to choose your outfit?" asked Jennifer while standing up
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I looked at myself in the mirror, I had chosen a knitted black tight dress that made my body look curvy. It's something not too fancy but pretty for a Christmas party. I wasn't sure on wearing makeup because well expiration dates. I fixed my hair and walked out of the house with a plate of cookies I made.
As I walked inside the house I got hit instantly with the smell of food. I walked around and saw groups of people talking, drinking.  Christmas lights were hanging from the walls and a small tree was placed in the side of the living room. My body felt a familiar warmth of my old home during the holidays. I ached for my family and the traditions we did. Tears filled my eyes and I quickly wiped them, I went to the kitchen and placed my cookies where the desserts were placed. I noticed Daryl's chicken and I smiled.
"You look amazing." said a familiar voice
I turned around and saw Daryl standing there with a beer in his left hand.
"You came." I said touching his cheek.
His eyes glistened, "I feel out of place. Never been inside a house with decorations."
I smirked, "Well now you can cross it off your bucket list."
He playfully pushed me with his shoulders, "Come 'ere, let's get you a beer."
I groaned, "I don't think I should drink."
"Why?" asked Daryl as he popped one open, "You're pregnant?"
"Oh my God, no! I get drunk too fast and things get crazy."
Daryl smirked and gave me the beer, "Drink. I wanna see this (y/n)."
I took the bottle and took a few swings out of it, the taste made me gag but I haven't gotten drunk since forever.
We ended up sitting on the couch, drinking a few beers and eating dinner.
I felt his stare as I brought the fork to my mouth. "What! Stop staring at me eating Daryl."
You just make look everythin' look beautiful." responded Daryl
I shook my head, "What a flirt."
Daryl put his hand on my thigh as he took a sip out of his beer, my heart started beating quickly, the smallest touch made my body yearn for his.
I crossed my legs in order to stop the familiar feeling between my legs.
Daryl noticed my squirming, he trailed his fingers up and down my bare thigh, he came closer and whispered, "The dress makes you look so hot but I bet it'll look hotter if it's off."
I felt my checks burn, "Daryl, not here."
He nibbled my ear and continued to trail my thigh. I felt myself start to get more excited for him. Fuck. The alcohol isn't making things better.
Maggie waved at me and started walking towards us, I slapped Daryl's hand away and he stopped.
"Hi (y/n)! Merry Christmas Daryl." said Maggie
"Hi Maggie, how are you?"
"Fine! The chicken was delicious. Didn't know Daryl was a great cook!" said Maggie
"Thank you. I learned to cook by myself." said Daryl slapping my thigh.
I exhaled loudly, "Daryl, let's go home."
Maggie raised an eyebrow and smirked, "Go home you two lovebirds."
I got up and grabbed Daryl's hand dragging him outside. We went to the side of the house. Daryl pushed me against the cold wall, kissing my neck and sucking on it.
I moaned quietly, "F-Fuck."
His body pressed against mine, grinding against me, I felt Daryl's hard member. I placed my hand on top of it and massaged it. Daryl's breathe hitched and he kissed my lips with such force.
I pulled on Daryl's hair with my free hand causing him to moan, the drinks made me feel powerful I felt the need to dominate him. I pushed him against the wall, I trailed my hand down to his pants as I kneeled down, I undid his belt and pants, taking him in my mouth. I twirled my tongue around his tip, making him throw his head back. I moved my head a few times and when I noticed he was about to come I removed my mouth from it. I loved edging him, makes him hornier.
Daryl grabbed me by my hair, pulling me towards him, I smirked.
"Felt good didn't it?" I said, "I want you to come inside me."
Daryl grunted as he kissed my lips, his tongue slipped into my mouth, fighting dominance with mine.
I pulled away, "Let's go home. You can fuck me all you want."
"If you say so baby." said Daryl
He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, I laughed as he took us home.