[ Something slight changes in the way Gabe is holding himself against Daryl, something in the way he's breathing, maybe, but Daryl can't quite tell what it is. He's distracted, anyway, by Gabe climbing out of his clothes and once he has a good look Daryl wraps his hand around him properly. His thumb teases slightly where the head of Gabe's cock has left a wet spot on his underwear before he slips his hands inside and pushes the briefs out of the way demandingly with his wrists. ]
Wasn't gonna.
[ He's beyond stopping now, if it was ever a possibility to begin with. His own breath is coming a little ragged against Gabe's neck as he jerks him off, slowly and more than a little curiously, the fingers of his other hand stroking into the crease between thigh and body just to feel him everywhere.
Daryl watches the sight, chin tucked over the other's shoulder, until he can't resist the temptation any longer and he brings his right hand up to taste the pre-cum lingering on his fingertips - but he has to press his muscled arm across Gabe's throat to do so. He rumbles out an appreciative sound, lifts his left hand to lick his palm and returns it to Gabe's cock, leaving his other arm locked around his neck. ]
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Wasn't gonna.
[ He's beyond stopping now, if it was ever a possibility to begin with. His own breath is coming a little ragged against Gabe's neck as he jerks him off, slowly and more than a little curiously, the fingers of his other hand stroking into the crease between thigh and body just to feel him everywhere.
Daryl watches the sight, chin tucked over the other's shoulder, until he can't resist the temptation any longer and he brings his right hand up to taste the pre-cum lingering on his fingertips - but he has to press his muscled arm across Gabe's throat to do so. He rumbles out an appreciative sound, lifts his left hand to lick his palm and returns it to Gabe's cock, leaving his other arm locked around his neck. ]