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The day promises to be a quiet one, or at least Theon sees it so. He's sprawled out on the couch, half-listening to a show about marine life on the little television, half-asleep. There's a cat on his stomach, and he knows to expect Daryl any minute.

He's not sure that he's been this relaxed and loose-limbed, not that he can recall, without the help of drink or other substance. He'd hardly turn away either of those things, but he's warm and content and quite sure his day can only get better.

Charbon leaps off his belly when she hears the sounds that predict Daryl's arrival, preferring a higher perch when there's a chance of canine company as well. The quick pressure is enough to make him grunt, and he sits up, pushing a hand through what he knows to be a hopeless case of bedhead.

"Hey," he says, when the door opens, still a bit blurry at the edges from dozing. They've long since reached the point where Theon doesn't worry about grinning like an absolute idiot, and so that's what he does.

Date: 2021-02-06 10:13 pm (UTC)
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"Hey," Daryl echoed, Dog trotting into the house ahead of him, making a beeline for Theon and nudging at him impatiently for affection.

Daryl's lips twitched, but despite the urge to do the same, he played it a little more cool.

"How's it goin'?" He asked, shutting the door behind him and leaning back against it as he bent to take off his boots.

Date: 2021-02-11 03:48 am (UTC)
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"You talking to me or the dog?" He said, barely hiding a smirk as he set his boots aside, striding into the kitchen to grab himself a drink and to wash off some of the grime of the day.

Shaking water from his hands, he moved to the couch, his throat working as he chugged down a glass of water. Setting the empty glass on the coffee table, he lifted Theon's legs from the seat to make room for himself, propping the other man's feet in his lap once he was settled.

"Whatchu watchin'?"

Date: 2021-02-17 02:25 am (UTC)
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"I ain't never even seen the beach 'til we all went up north, after the world went to shit," Daryl admitted, kicking his own feet up onto the coffee table.

"Everything I've seen, it's still hard to imagine half that shit in the ocean's real."

Date: 2021-03-04 03:44 am (UTC)
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"The octopus escapes? Where in the hell does it go?"

Daryl let his head loll in Theon's direction, a skeptical tilt to his mouth as he waited for an answer. His thumb traced idle patterns on the bones of Theon's ankle, his hand warm and slipping beneath the leg of the other man's pants.

Date: 2021-03-04 09:48 pm (UTC)
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"You're pulling my leg," Daryl observed, his own hand working higher up Theon's shin, working at a knot of tension in his calf.

For a moment, it was quiet, the only sound the clack of Dog's nails on the hardwood as he trotted over and laid himself down near Daryl's feet.

Date: 2021-03-04 11:08 pm (UTC)
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"Jesus," Daryl murmured, smirking as he kneaded at the other man's calf, eyes bright with amusement. It wasn't much of a knot, but Daryl worked at the muscle all the same. Theon seemed more relaxed than he'd been in all the time Daryl had known him, so he was well aware that this was as much an excuse to get their hands on each other as anything else.

The cabin was quiet and safe, in a way he struggled to trust. It sparked an old itch in him, but there was nothing out there to search for. Nothing in this world for him, except for what he could find within those walls.

He wasn't sure they needed to keep looking for excuses.

Date: 2021-03-05 03:09 am (UTC)
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Daryl seemed to consider the request for a moment, his expression impassive and his hand still curled behind the other man's calf. Drawing his feet off the coffee table, he nudged his way between Theon's legs, crawling over him— doing as he was told.

"Whatchu want?" He asked, eyes sparkling with a bit of mischief.

Date: 2021-03-05 03:40 am (UTC)
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"Yeah, I can do that," he murmured, the words slurred by a shallow press of lips, quickly chased by a deeper, lingering kiss. Leaning back on his haunches, Daryl shrugged out of his vest, throwing it haphazardly into a chair beside the couch.

"You sure you wanna miss your squids?"

Date: 2021-03-05 03:59 am (UTC)
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"Yeah, you think?" He said, playing along as he settled his weight over the other man, breath punching out of his chest as their hips pressed flush.

With a hand at Theon's jaw, Daryl guided him into another kiss, and just like that, all his usual doubts were long gone. He'd spent so damn long drowning in everything he'd lost, in all the ways this could go wrong, but he wasn't gonna let something like this pass him by. Not again.

Date: 2021-03-05 04:39 am (UTC)
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“Damn,” he murmured, breaking the kiss just to draw in a shaky breath. He moved on instinct, hips pressing down in answer to the eager press of Theon’s body beneath him.

He felt shaky with the sudden urgency welling up between them. But it wasn’t like they hadn’t been moving slow as a damn glacier, his own hesitancy driving them as much as Theon’s might’ve been.

Pressed up between Theon’s legs, it didn’t much occur to him what the other man might lack. He wasn’t used to working with another dick, anyhow. What he noticed was Theon’s warmth and the sounds he made, trapped up between their open mouths.

Date: 2021-03-05 05:03 am (UTC)
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Bracing himself with one hand on the arm of the couch, Daryl leaned back enough to see the other man’s face.

“What do you think ‘bout taking this off?” He asked, plucking at the fabric of Theon’s t-shirt. “You gonna let me see you?”

Date: 2021-03-05 03:21 pm (UTC)
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"Mm-hm," Daryl hummed, nodding a bit distractedly as he helped the other man strip off his shirt, then fumbled at the buttons of his own. Caught by the dark look in Theon's eyes, the flush creeping across his pale chest, Daryl didn't think twice about his own scars.

Letting the worn button up fall to the floor, Daryl leaned in for another kiss, this one deep, and thorough.

Date: 2021-03-05 04:19 pm (UTC)
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They were rutting against each other like a couple of teenagers, but despite Daryl being way too old for that shit, it was just about the greatest thing he'd done in recent memory. He'd never had much of a sex drive to speak of, except under rare circumstances with an even rarer person, but he currently felt a helluva lot like he was on fire.

"You alright?" He teased, a faint grin pressed against the corner of Theon's mouth, his hands getting just a little bit bolder as he reached down to grip the other man's hip.

Date: 2021-03-05 04:59 pm (UTC)
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"Jesus," Daryl muttered, sitting back on his haunches and working open his belt. With a grunt of effort, he climbed to his feet, just to make quicker work of getting out of his jeans.

"Come on," he said, nudging at Theon's thigh with his knee. "I ain't gonna be the only one with my ass out."

He felt a little crazed as he undid his fly and shoved his jeans down, banging his shin on the coffee table as he kicked them off.

Date: 2021-03-05 06:02 pm (UTC)
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"We could probably move this to the bed," he pointed out, biting back a grin as he knelt down on the couch, one hand sliding up along the inside of Theon's thigh.

"Unless you got a thing for screwing around on the couch like a couple of kids."

Date: 2021-03-05 08:19 pm (UTC)
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After getting over the awkwardness of walking through the cabin bare-assed naked, Daryl followed him into the bedroom, hovering momentarily just inside the door.

He'd been in the bedroom before, but never in this context. Never with Theon naked on the bed and reaching for him.

"I'll keep that in mind," he murmured, hiding his sheepish smile behind the fall of his hair. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Daryl leaned over him, one hand cupping the side of Theon's face while the other drifted between his legs, careful but surprisingly deft.

"This don't hurt?" He asked, because his scars were well healed, but still angry and knotted in places. The last thing he wanted to do was push things too far, but he'd seen the way Theon's hands had drifted down to touch himself, so it couldn't have been all bad.

Date: 2021-03-05 11:37 pm (UTC)
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Daryl traced the longer scar curved along the mound of what was left of his genitals, curving from the opening of his urethra and under the shrunken sack of his balls. The doctors in Darrow had clearly done their best, but the wound was so obviously a product of strange, unimaginable cruelty. Still, Daryl touched him without pity, soft where the skin was more delicate, and with more pressure where he seemed to need it.

"You're gonna have to give me some direction here," he admitted with a sheepish smirk.

Date: 2021-03-10 03:45 am (UTC)
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"Seems like you got the hang of it," Daryl murmured, feeling a little shell-shocked as Theon moved him where he wanted him, the warmth of Theon's mouth wrapped around his fingers sending a surprising jolt straight to his dick.

"You think you can come like this?" He asked, his voice a hoarse whisper, his touch becoming more confident as he watched Theon respond to it.

Date: 2021-03-23 01:04 am (UTC)
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"Yeah, alright," Daryl mumbled into the kiss, letting Theon move against him, moving with him, the two of them learning a the rhythm of each other. He was hard against Theon's thigh, straining, but it was an after thought. He'd deal with it later, or not at all.

One finger slid lower, dry along the crease of the other man's perineum, but no lower. He didn't know how in the hell that would go, but a lizard-brained thought coiled in the back of his mind, telling him that he'd like to find out.

Date: 2021-03-29 09:15 pm (UTC)
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"Who the hell else would it be for?" He said with a low, rough tumble of laughter. Gripping Theon's hip, Daryl dragged him in close, their hips fitting together, their bodies falling into a rhythm that was entirely instinct.

"You've got the prettiest damn eyes I've ever seen," he admitted in a breathless rush, one hand on Theon's face, holding him at just enough distance to look his fill.

Date: 2021-04-04 02:55 am (UTC)
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"Goddamn," he grunted, the rhythm of his hips stuttering, cock leaking and dragging along the crease of Theon's ass. For two idiots unsure of what the hell they were doing, their bodies seemed to be figuring shit out with dizzying certainty. "You can't go saying shit like that without giving a man some warning."

There was a smile in his eyes as he shifted back to look at Theon's face.

"If you want that now, you're gonna have to give me a breather. I ain't been this close to coming, this fast, in a long damn time."

Date: 2021-04-04 03:52 am (UTC)
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Grunting in the affirmative, Daryl rolled Theon over onto his back, crawling half across him to get into the bedside drawer and root around. Coming up triumphant with a bottle of slick, he passed it over, his mouth bunched up to try and keep the reigns on a grin he knew would've been absolutely ridiculous.

It was like a damn teenager, full of nerves and excitement, and if it wasn't the best goddamn feeling in the world.

Date: 2021-04-09 02:22 am (UTC)
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"Jesus Christ," Daryl rumbled out, bracing a hand on the mattress by Theon's head, the other resting high on the inside of his thigh.

There was that little voice in his head, crowing and laughing about how he really was a goddamn queer. It was his brother's voice, gleeful and thoughtlessly cruel, the son of a bitch. The sad thing was, Daryl missed the mean old bastard, as fiercely as he had nearly a decade ago. Difference was, he'd hit a point in his life where he could've responded with confidence that, hell yes, he was a goddamn queer, or some other label he didn't understand or have any interest in. Hell yes, he was about to fuck a man in the ass, so— shut the hell up, you ol' peckerhead.

Grabbing for the tube, Daryl squeezed a bit too much onto his own palm, slicking himself up. Then, with slick fingers, he nudged up alongside the one Theon had pressed into himself, muttering, "Let me."

Date: 2021-04-18 02:01 am (UTC)
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Daryl felt clumsy and in over his goddamn head, but he had strong, deft fingers and was a quick study. With his free hand, he palmed at the side of Theon's face, a weight seeming to press down on his chest, refusing to let him ignore the significance of the moment.

"I don't know what the hell I'm doing," he admitted with a sheepish quirk of a smile, watching Theon's face intently as his body relaxed, the rough pad of his middle finger breaching that tight clench of muscle and pressing in slowly past the second knuckle.

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