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Y'know. Ideas.

[ He grabs a fistful of popcorn from the bucket they're now sharing, munching happily away rather than offer anything more illuminating than that. Sorry, Daryl. But when Daryl scornfully mentions drowning, Jesse just shrugs. ]

I dunno, maybe. Choking's like, a thing for some people, y'know?

[ He never would've described it as his thing. But even as he says it, he can't help but flash back to that moment in the sauna, when he'd been down on his knees with Daryl's cock stuffed deep down his throat, desperate for air but unable to get it with the way Daryl had reached down to hold his head in place, fucking his face like Jesse was just a thing to be used. He glances briefly over at Daryl, almost shy, cheeks burning just a little as his gaze falls on Daryl's lips and then flicks up to meet his eyes. The corner of his lips twist up in a small, knowing smile before he turns away again, looking straight ahead back at the screen. ]

There's worse shit.

Edited 2022-08-02 04:59 (UTC)

[ That point is actually a good one and it's all it takes for Daryl to clam up a little and go quiet again. Yeah, he remembers their collision in the sauna as well but he has't yet made the connection that Jesse might have actually liked choking on his dick like that. So far he's just considered it a consequence of the act, not the feature of it.

But Nebula had been more than specific with him when they'd both been hit by the pollenating plants in the field. And that hadn't been ambiguous at all. ]

Yeah. I know.

[ His answer comes out a little tight and Daryl worries his lip unconsciously while he tries to keep his eyes on the screen. Then he can feel Jesse looking at him and when he finally glances back at the kid, Daryl looks a little contrite. He doesn't mean to be a total pill all the time but that slight smile from Jesse is just too much. He looks away again just in time for the mermaid to breach the water so the guy can come on her face. ]

What's worse than chokin'?

[ He knows? The way Daryl says it has Jesse glancing quickly over at him, curious. He doesn't push, though. They've all done a lot since they got here, not all of it by choice. Not all of it shit people are eager to talk about, necessarily.

So he just nods and doesn't ask. But he's not expecting Daryl's own question, and he looks surprised, caught off guard, and then hesitant. There's definitely worse shit than choking a little in bed. It's not like he'd actually thought anything was gonna happen to him. But he thinks maybe 'choking for real' isn't what Daryl meant.

He shrugs his shoulders, glancing down and fiddling with a loose thread on his sleeve. ]

I guess...bein' with someone who wouldn't listen to what you wanted?

Or like...I dunno. [ He shrugs again, still not meeting Daryl's eyes. ] Just...someone who doesn't care about you. Who's only in it for themselves.

[ He catches that glance but Daryl does his best to ignore it, even if he swallows a little harder than normal. Jesse doesn't ask and he's reminded again what he likes about the kid - that despite the fact that he can almost feel the question burning out of him, he felt that twitch of curiosity, Jesse doesn't ask. He doesn't force Daryl not to tell him.

But those weren't really the lines Daryl was thinking down, the way Jesse puts it. Those fears are there too, but Daryl at least understands them. ]

Nah, I meant... [ He shrugs, passing Jesse back the popcorn and trying not to wilt just from talking about it. ] Weird shit. Y'know, that people ask for.

[ Ask for, he'd said, revealing himself a little on that one. But he also doesn't like how Jesse is suddenly fidgeting and not looking up and Daryl looks at him, running what he'd just said over in his head again. ]

...Any of that shit happened to you? [ Here or elsewhere, he realizes he's asking. ]

Edited 2022-08-05 03:52 (UTC)

Oh.

[ Weird shit. Jesse stills, biting his lip. This conversation's getting super real, especially for what was supposed to be bullshitting while eating popcorn and watching dumb porn. ]

There's...some stuff on my sentence, I guess.

[ He says it quietly, almost too low to hear. Again, not something he really feels like going into detail about right here, with a bunch of other people in the room. Even if no one seems to be paying much attention.

But when Daryl asks if the shit he'd been talking about had happened to him, he shakes his head, firmly enough to be reassuring, he hopes. ]

Nah, man. I mean, not like, bad, or anything.

[ Not like he might be imagining. And he doesn't want Daryl to worry about that, to have another reason to feel like Jesse somehow needs his protection. ]

Just sucks when you hook up with someone an' then realize they're an asshole, y'know?

[ Too late, he realizes that maybe Daryl doesn't know. He clears his throat, sitting up in his chair. Suddenly he's sick of this place, sitting in these dumb chairs, watching this dumb fakeass porn. ]

Hey, you wanna get outta here?

[ Those fucking sentences. Daryl's expression darkens just at the mention of them because yeah, he has some messed up stuff on his as well, not to mention the words he doesn't even know the meanings of... and which he can't just ask around about. But 'not like, bad, or anything'? There's that, at least. Some small luck. Daryl has had some strange encounters, to say the least, and while he doesn't trust Wade as far as he can throw him, nothing bad had happened after any of those disasters. Not exactly.

But realizing someone is an asshole after the fact? That gets a suddenly unguarded look from Daryl because wants to know more - but would never ask. Had Jesse felt that rug get tugged out from under him while trapped here? That sucks, but just as Daryl is trying to figure out a way to say so, Jesse grants Daryl's deepest wish and he nods the moment the question is finished being asked. ]

Course I do.

[ He doesn't need to be asked twice and Daryl hefts himself out of the chair and then immediately reaches down rather amiably to offer Jesse a hand getting up. The kid certainly doesn't need it, Daryl just finds himself wanting to show his appreciation for Jesse finally making the suggestion.

But... ]

Hey. You okay?

[ Whoops. The relief on Daryl's face is immediate and obvious, and Jesse immediately feels guilty. He probably should've asked earlier. Right away, maybe. It had been prety clear Daryl wasn't comfortable here from the beginning.

But there's nothing to do about it now but just go, so he does, accepting Daryl's hand up with a quick, grateful smile. He even gives his hand a little squeeze of thanks as he lets Daryl help pull him up.

At his question, though, Jesse just blinks in confusion. ]

Huh? Yeah, I'm good.

[ Sure, the conversation had gotten a little heavy for a minue there...but he's fine. Really. He narrows his eyes, giving Daryl a little concerned look of his own. ]

Are you okay?

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