"Better than," Theon gasps, tilting his head so he can mouth against the line of Daryl's jaw. All of the touching sets his skin to buzzing, wakes up his nerves, and he knows even if there was nothing else but that, he'd be content.

Only that isn't all, there's a tight ache between his thighs that he knows to be arousal.

He catches Daryl's mouth again, hard and hungry, only to be gasping a few moments later, "Get the rest of it off too? Or down, or, just let me feel you."