Regular Days with Jayne [The Adventures of Tiny!Daryl]

[prettycunnin]

[This is Jayne waking up in the morning. He yawns and stretches, sitting up in his bunk with a bit of ease. He hasn't quite gotten up yet, but he's gonna. Just give him a few minutes.]

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[prettycunnin]

[Jayne continues trying to get whatever it is out of his nose. He sneezes again in his sleep, the finger slipping out at the same time.]

[squirrelhunter]

[The glob of mucous Daryl's lodged in drops alarmingly with that last sneeze, the tiny redneck powerless to move as he's stuck fast.]

[prettycunnin]

[Jayne grunts uncomfortably in his sleep and flips to his side. His hand works to get the thing out of his nose.]

[squirrelhunter]

[Daryl gets poked and prodded by the giant's massive fingertip before the glob of snot finally sticks to the tip. He gets pulled free, still stuck to the massive digit.]

[prettycunnin]

[And more sneezing and snorting follows.]

[squirrelhunter]

[Luckily, Daryl is safe from the giant's loud snorting, stuck to his finger. One threat down...

But a bigger one looms. He's now at the mercy of wherever Jayne's hand decides to go...]

[prettycunnin]

[The hand is still for a moment, hovering just above his face. Then Jayne goes back to snoring and that hand slips under the covers and towards his crotch, scratching a little.]

[squirrelhunter]

[Daryl tries to struggle free, staring at Jayne's slumbering face as he does, hoping the giant wakes...

But no, he gets taken on another trip, paleing slightly when he realises where he's going and struggles all the more. The scratching doesn't dislodge the little guy, remaining stuck to the pad of Jayne's finger.]

[prettycunnin]

[Jayne's fingers stop scratching and still there.]

[squirrelhunter]

Fuck!

[There's no way Daryl wants to stay here, but considering he's stuck on Jayne's finger, with no way to pull himself free, he just keeps struggling.]

Wake up ya damn bastard.

[prettycunnin]

[Jayne continues to sleep, completely unaffected. After a moment, the fingers move again, scratching for a moment before stilling again, the fingers shifting closer to his crotch.]

[squirrelhunter]

[Daryl eventually stops struggling, but only because he's exhausted.]

When I get outta this, you're fuckin' dead.

[prettycunnin]

[He doesn't hear that. Instead, the fingers spring back into action, getting closer and closer, scratching the skin along the way.]

[squirrelhunter]

[It's the smell of the other man's crotch more than anything. He starts to struggle a bit more, weakly.]

[prettycunnin]

[The hand stops dangerously close now.]

[squirrelhunter]

[And Daryl just starts yelling all the vicious expletives he knows, his voice drowned out by the guttral roaring coming from Jayne's head.]

[prettycunnin]

[And there his hand is. And it stops there. Have fun with that.]

[squirrelhunter]

[And Daryl is plunged into the dark, musky depths of Jayne's boxers. He gags on the strong, male scent everywhere, trying his best to kick free of the sticky finger.]

[prettycunnin]

[Have fun hanging out there for a while, because Jayne's hand isn't moving.]

[squirrelhunter]

[Eventually, the heat, moisture and heady scent gets to the little guy. He ends up passing out due to exhaustion and heat...

Only to be waking up by falling into the forest of Jayne's pubic hair.]

[prettycunnin]

[Jayne shifts, hand escaping and going to the fresh air. It's settled on the mattress.]

[squirrelhunter]

[And Daryl simply passes out in the thick thatch of the titan's pubic hair, near the base of his manhood.]