Theon looks back at him, eyes wide, the blue rapidly being consumed by the black, too caught by surprise to even respond in that moment. A moment later, he surges back to Daryl's mouth, starting to feel the kind of urge and edge of desperation that hadn't even occurred to him as a possibility. Feeling good had seemed enough of an aspiration, but now he wants, and he wants.
So he says it, gasping against Daryl's lips, "I want you, I want you so much, doesn't have to be now but I want you inside me, want--"
His body remembers how to move like this, though it's different, wrapping one leg around Daryl and moving his hips. Different than anything he's known, and so fucking good.
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Date: 2021-03-30 06:57 pm (UTC)So he says it, gasping against Daryl's lips, "I want you, I want you so much, doesn't have to be now but I want you inside me, want--"
His body remembers how to move like this, though it's different, wrapping one leg around Daryl and moving his hips. Different than anything he's known, and so fucking good.