[ The words shoot right through Daryl, the explicitness of what's about to happen being voiced aloud getting him properly hard until he can't help shifting his hips against the small of Gabe's back rather obviously. The relief he gets isn't enough and he rocks there again, trapped uncomfortably in his jeans. ]
I think so.
[ The words sound unsure but his tone doesn't. His body knows, even if Daryl's mind isn't quite keeping up with it. He's not stupid, he knows what fucking him would entail, he's just never... done it before.
Some things, however, are universal, and with that tacit offer, he uses both hands to divest Gabe of his shirt and lets his rough palms trail immediately over his torso, exploring everything he hasn't yet had the chance to taste. ]
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I think so.
[ The words sound unsure but his tone doesn't. His body knows, even if Daryl's mind isn't quite keeping up with it. He's not stupid, he knows what fucking him would entail, he's just never... done it before.
Some things, however, are universal, and with that tacit offer, he uses both hands to divest Gabe of his shirt and lets his rough palms trail immediately over his torso, exploring everything he hasn't yet had the chance to taste. ]