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Tim moved quickly into the apartment, finding the couch and sitting on it, deciding he wasn't safe enough there so stood and paced around the house nervously, checking window locks, peering out of them to find the best vantage point to peek in without being spotted. He trailed to Daren's room, doing the same before climbing into bed and under the covers. He was still for only a moment before wrapping himself in them and walking out towards Daren, moving to bury his face in the man's chest, clinging to him tightly. "I'm sorry." he murmured, but Daren was really his only safety.

The hug made him give a small, shuddered sigh, already starting to calm down from his paranoia. And Daren was so nice and gentle about it too, leading Tim back to the man's bed and laying down with him. But he was too high strung to be tired, he told himself. Funny though, as soon as he was wrapped in the strong arms on the bed, he found himself growing sleepy. "The guns?" he thought a moment, shifting to try and get closer to Daren. "Headboard... side table... and, the closet?" he questioned, hands going up int othe man's shirt before wrapping around him. Daren was here. Daren was real and wasn't a result of his paranoia. And Daren was warm. "Take off the safety and shoot." he whimpered, hiding his face in the shirt, legs tangled with the officer's.

Don't aim for the head, shoot for the body.

Tim clung tighter to the man. Hugs weren't working anymore. The man's heat wasn't filling his own with heat.

"Kisses make things feel better." Tim whimpered, looking up helplessly. "May I please have a kiss? Just for tonight?" If Daren said no Tim would be okay, he had sleep medication for a reason, and he had to take it but this paranoia was too high, it'd take more than medication.

A small sigh of relief left the man's lips before they were softly covered. Daren's lips were always chapped, always a little rough to touch, but that was comforting.

But he deepened the kiss, needing just a little bit more, moving a hand up from underneath his shirt to his hair, pulling Daren in just enough to have a deeper kiss, licking his tongue over his lower lip, politely asking for permission. But if Daren wanted to back away and say no, Tim would allow that.

He'd gotten a kiss, and that was comforting enough. But now he craved the comfort...

Tim was thankful for the entry, giving a soft little whine before pulling away, feeling the hands on his hips. "Your self control is amazing." Tim murmured, burying his face into the man's neck and shoulder. "You don't need to be so hesitant." But Daren didn't like him that way, maybe that's why he wasn't doing much.

That made sense, Daren didn't even want to do this, he was doing it out of pity because Tim was sick in the head.

Tim laid there, contemplating this train of thought.

Well, Daren did admit it but, well, maybe he wasn't ready to admit it admit it? Like, admitting his feelings more to himself than to Tim?

He sighed, sitting up and pushing off the blanket, house too warm to be properly bundled up, and still with his shoes on. He'd gotten his comforting kiss, despite being a little demanding. It'd be best to sleep in his room for now.

Turning to tell the officer this he paused, face heating up at the look Daren was giving him. Was that adoration? Daren certainly couldn't adore him, that was, that was embarrassing!

Hazel eyes looked away, flickering forward as the man leaned up and kissed him. There was no resistance, Tim happily melting against him, giving a small happy noise. And surprisingly, incredibly surprising to Tim, it was a happy mix of playful and lustful and gentle. It was a mix he couldn't recall ever having, and so much as chuckling during sex made Madison pause to ask if he was doing something wrong or...

Well, this was incredibly enjoyable. He let Daren take control, at least until Tim himself grew somewhat more comfortable with asking if he could do this to Daren, or if Daren could kiss somewhere.

He couldn't remember being so, content and happy, after such activities. "I guess we're not sleeping with t-shirts." he teased as he regained his breath, chuckling.

Tim laughed against the man's chest, wrapping his arms around him, fingers tracing the muscles on his back lazily. His glasses were discarded somewhere. They became cumbersome when Tim leaned in for a kiss and they fell off onto Daren's face early on.

"Hmm, I don't know, I think they might leave us for once. Maybe. If we beg." and curled up into the man happily. "We could say I gave you the black eye, might make them feel better."

Heheh, he'd left hickies on Daren's dark skin.