They were both holding their breath as the cuffs clicked into place and Jessi straddled his body. "That's what I'm talkin' 'bout." Daryl muttered. Since his hands were bound he lifted his hips to make contact in the only way he could.

Jess lifted her ass so the contact was lessened. She dropped down so her hands were supporting her and her breasts were almost in his face. He tried to bring his mouth up but she moved away before he could do that either. "What the fuck gives?" He grumbled and she just smiled bigger.
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((ooc: Neither Daryl nor Shane were used with permission but both with tons of love.))

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