#sexybeast

Phoenix was feeling better a few days later after bed rest and some anti sickness pills from the doctor. She was happily walking home when she spotted something she had never expected to see, causing her face to light up in a big broad grin. 

Daryl Dixon being scrubbed down outside with a bucket of soapy water.

What on earth was he up to? 

She wandered over and looked at him confused to high heavens. Dog gave her a wag of the tail in greeting, padding over for an ear scratch. Daryl was bent over scrubbing harshly at his bare legs. The boxers soaked and clinging deliciously to the curve of his buttocks. She felt a pool of desire rise and her head tilted to the side watching a big soapy sud make its way slowly down the man's strong back. He rose and shook his head, water flying from the tips of his hair over the ground and she bit her lip. 

"Now there's a sight a girl could get used to." She said seductively. Daryl spun and gave her a smirk. 

"All fer ya, beautiful." He said, licking his lip sinfully. "Ya feelin' better?" 

She nodded, watching a droplet of water run down his chest and into the waistband of his boxers. The material slightly transparent giving no illusions as to his size. Sensing her gaze he covered himself with his hands. 

"Best get inside then. Betten we?" She said over her shoulder, swaying her hips in the way she knew drove Daryl insane. He laughed before giving chase. 

She squealed and ran into the house. Connor looking up from the sofa as Daryl slammed the door behind her, chasing her up the stairs. He shook his head and turned to the boy and girls in his lap.